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Don't go far off, not even for a day, because I don't know how to say it - a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when t… - Pablo Neruda
" "Don't go far off, not even for a day,
because I don't know how to say it - a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in
an empty station when the trains are
parked off somewhere else, asleep.
Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then
the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.
Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve
on the beach, may your eyelids never flutter
into the empty distance. Don't LEAVE me for
a second, my dearest, because in that moment you'll
have gone so far I'll wander mazily
over all the earth, asking, will you
come back? Will you leave me here, dying?
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About Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda (born Ricardo Eliécer Neftalí Reyes Basoalto; 12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973) was a Chilean poet-diplomat and politician who won the 1971 Nobel Prize in Literature. Neruda became known as a poet when he was 13 years old, and wrote in a variety of styles, including surrealist poems, historical epics, overtly political manifestos, a prose autobiography, and passionate love poems such as the ones in his collection Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair (1924).
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Alternative Names:
Nieh-lu-ta
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Pamplo Nerouda
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Neftalí Ricardo Reyes
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Bāblū Nīrūdā
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Neftalí Ricardo Reyes Basoalto
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Nieluda
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Neftali Ricardo Reyes Basoalto
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Neftali Reyes Basualto
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Neftali Reyes Basoalto
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Neftali Ricardo Reyes
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Neftalí Reyes Basualto
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Pāplō Nerūda
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Neftalí Reyespeneto
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Si me preguntáis en dónde he estado
debo decir "Sucede."
Debo de hablar del suelo que oscurecen las piedras,
del río que durando se destruye:
no sé sino las cosas que los pájaros pierden,
el mar dejado atrás, o mi hermana llorando.
¿Por qué tantas regiones, por qué un día
se junta con un día? ¿Por qué una negra noche
se acumula en la boca? ¿Por qué muertos?
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