Pablo Neruda – Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines // Spoken Poetry



I tonight I can write the saddest lines by Pablo Neruda translated by LWS now in tonight I can write the saddest lines right for example the night is starry and the stars of blue and shiver in the distance the night wind revolves in the sky in sings tonight I can write the saddest lines I looked her and sometimes she loved me too through nights like this one I held her in my arms I kissed her again and again under the endless sky she loved me sometimes I loved her too how could one not have loved her great still eyes tonight I can write the saddest lines to think that I do not happen to feel that I have lost her to hear the immense night still more immense without her and the verse falls to the soul my cue to the pasture what does it matter that my love could not keep her the night is starry and she is not with me this is all in the distance someone is singing in the distance my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her my sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer heartless for her and she is not with me the same night whitening the same trees we hope that time are no longer the same I no longer love her that's certain but how I loved her my voice tries to find the wind to touch her hearing another's she will be another's as she was before my kisses her voice her bright body her infinite eyes I no longer love her that's certain but maybe a lover love is so short getting so long because through nights like this one I held her in my arms my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her though this be the last pain the tea makes me suffer and these the last verses die right you

34 thoughts on “Pablo Neruda – Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines // Spoken Poetry

  1. .."…tonight is starry …..& she is not with me…my soul is not satisfied….that it has lost her….I no longer love her …& that's certain.."…Even love needs a Heaven's help to endure…..
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  2. Your video brought tears to my eyes.. Life. A fleeting moment in an infinite amount of moments…

  3. I’m from Chile and listening to this makes me feel very happy, idk why

  4. Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

    Write, for example,'The night is shattered

    and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'

    The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

    Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

    I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

    Through nights like this one I held her in my arms

    I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

    She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.

    How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

    Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

    To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

    To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.

    And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

    What does it matter that my love could not keep her.

    The night is shattered and she is not with me.

    This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.

    My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

    My sight searches for her as though to go to her.

    My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

    The same night whitening the same trees.

    We, of that time, are no longer the same.

    I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.

    My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

    Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.

    Her voide. Her bright body. Her inifinite eyes.

    I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.

    Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

    Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms

    my sould is not satisfied that it has lost her.

    Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer

    and these the last verses that I write for her.

  5. Fuck….. Why does this heart need love. 🙁 to suffer long after loving for so short time.

  6. There was then and here is now… like leaves falling in the wind, eternity has taken both of us beyond the cosmos, we no longer are the same.

  7. i really think that the use of pictzres and music fucks up every poem. why not just words?

  8. greetings from a Neruda's compatriot right here, this is simply and purely beautiful.

  9. I have really enjoyed all ur videos! I hope you can keep making new ones because they are all so powerful!

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