Sonnet of the Sweet Complaint
de Federico Garcia-Lorca(2005)
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Sonnet of the Sweet Complaint
Never let me lose the marvel
of your statue-like eyes, or the accent
the solitary rose of your breath
places on my cheek at night.
I am afraid of being, on this shore,
a branchless trunk, and what I most regret
is having no flower, pulp, or clay
for the worm of my despair.
If you are my hidden treasure,
if you are my cross, my dampened pain,
if I am a dog, and you alone my master,
Never let me lose what I have gained,
and adorn the branches of your river
with leaves of my estranged Autumn.
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2005
- Cuvinte
- 104
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 15
- Actualizat
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Federico Garcia-Lorca. “Sonnet of the Sweet Complaint.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/federico-garcia-lorca/poezie/sonnet-of-the-sweet-complaintIntrebari frecvente
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