| Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer -Rima LV. Hoy como ayer, mañana como hoy...- |
| martes, 15 de mayo de 2007 |
Rima LV. Hoy como ayer, mañana como hoy...
Hoy como ayer, mañana como hoy
¡y siempre igual!
Un cielo gris, un horizonte eterno
y andar..., andar.
Moviéndose a compás como una estúpida
máquina, el corazón;
la torpe inteligencia del cerebro
dormida en un rincón.
El alma, que ambiciona un paraíso,
buscándole sin fe;
fatiga sin objeto, ola que rueda
ignorando por qué.
Voz que incesante con el mismo tono
canta el mismo cantar;
gota de agua monótona que cae,
y cae sin cesar.
Así van deslizándose los días
unos de otros en pos,
hoy lo mismo que ayer..., y todos ellos
sin goce ni dolor.
¡Ay!, ¡a veces me acuerdo suspirando
del antiguo sufrir...
Amargo es el dolor; ¡pero siquiera
padecer es vivir!
Rhyme LV. Today like yesterday, tomorrow like today...
Today like yesterday, tomorrow like today
and always the same!
A gray sky, an eternal horizon
and walking..., walking.
The heart moves in rhythm
like a stupid machine;
the sluggish intelligence of the brain
dozes in a corner.
The soul, that aspires to paradise,
searches without faith;
grows weary for no purpose, a wave that rolls
without knowing why.
Voice that incessantly with the same tone
sings the same song;
monotonous drop of water that falls,
and falls ceaselessly.
Thus the days slide by
one after the other,
today just like yesterday..., and all of them
without joy or sorrow.
Ay! At times I sigh wistfully
for the suffering of the past...
Sorrow is bitter; but at least
to suffer is to live!
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RHYME LVI. TODAY LIKE YESTERDAY...
Today like yesterday, tomorrow just like today,
always the same !
A grey sky, an eternal horizon
and to walk....., to walk.
The heart moves ryhthmically, like a stupid
machine.
The brain's listless intelligence
dozes in a corner.
The soul, longs for paradise,
a quest without faith,
tiredness with no aim, wave that moves,
knowing not why.
A monotone voice sings incessantly
the same song,
a monotone drop constantly falls
and keeps falling, endlessly.
Thus the days go by
one running after the other;
today just like yesterday...., and all
with no joy nor pain.
Ah, sometimes I longingly recall
past woes !
Suffering is bitter, but at least
to suffer is to live !
Translated by Guia K. Monti
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RHYME LVI. TODAY LIKE YESTERDAY...
Today like yesterday, tomorrow just like today,
always the same !
A grey sky, an eternal horizon
and to walk....., to walk.
The heart moves ryhthmically, like a stupid
machine.
The brain's listless intelligence
dozes in a corner.
The soul, longs for paradise,
a quest without faith,
tiredness with no aim, wave that moves,
knowing not why.
A monotone voice sings incessantly
the same song,
a monotone drop constantly falls
and keeps falling, endlessly.
Thus the days go by
one running after the other;
today just like yesterday...., and all
with no joy nor pain.
Ah, sometimes I longingly recall
past woes !
Suffering is bitter, but at least
to suffer is to live !
Translated by Guia K. Monti