Quotes About Connection

Tu eras também uma pequena folha que tremia no meu peito. O vento da vida pôs-te ali. A princípio não te vi: não soube que ias comigo, até que as tuas raízes atravessaram o meu peito, se uniram aos fios do meu sangue, falaram pela minha boca, floresceram comigo.

Por qué se me vendrá todo el amor de golpe cuando me siento triste, y te siento lejana?

Mi voz buscaba el viento para tocar su oído.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without complexities or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

ALWAYS Facing you I am not jealous. Come with a man at your back, come with a hundred men in your hair, come with a thousand men between your bosom and your feet, come like a river filled with drowned men that meets the furious sea, the eternal foam, the weather. Bring them all where I wait for you: we shall always be alone, we shall always be, you and I, alone upon the earth to begin life.

A multidão humana foi a maior lição da minha vida. Posso chegar a ela com a inerente timidez do poeta, com o receio do tímido; mas, uma vez no seu seio, sinto-me transfigurado.. Sou parte da essencial maioria, sou mais uma folha da grande árvore humana.

Ognuno ha una favola dentro che non riesce a leggere da solo. Ha bisogno di qualcuno che con la meraviglia e l'incanto negli occhi, la legga e gliela racconti.

I went up the stairs, I crossed the roads, trains carried me, waters brought me, and in the skin of the grapes I thought I touched you. The wood suddenly brought me your touch, the almond announced to me your secret softness, until your hands closed on my chest and there like two wings they ended their journey.

En tu abrazo yo abrazo lo que existe, la arena, el tiempo, el árbol de la lluvia, y todo vive para que yo viva: sin ir tan lejos puedo verlo todo: veo en tu vida todo lo viviente.

Así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera, sino así de este modo en que soy ni eres, tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía, tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.

De tanto amor mi vida se tiñó de violeta y fui de rumbo en rumbo como las aves ciegas hasta llegar a tu ventana, amiga mía: tú sentiste un rumor de corazón quebrado y allí de las tinieblas me levanté a tu pecho, sin ser y sin saber fui a la torre de trigo, surgí para vivir entre tus manos, me levanté del mar a tu alegría.

There are no good-byes for my dog who has died, and we don't now and never did lie to each other. So now he's gone and I buried him, and that's all there is to it.

junto a ti, duermo, / en tu cintura se atan mis brazos y mis labios, / duermo contigo y siembro mis más profundos besos.

Para que tú me oigas mis palabras se adelgazan a veces como las huellas de las gaviotas en las playas.

How you must have suffered getting accustomed to me. - Every Day You Play (Juegas Todos Los Días)

Te oigo y respiras, amor mío, dormimos.

And I watch my words from a long way off. They are more yours than mine.

Your Feet When I cannot look at your face I look at your feet. Your feet of arched bone, your hard little feet. I know that they support you, and that your sweet weight rises upon them. Your waist and your breasts, the doubled purple of your nipples, the sockets of your eyes that have just flown away, your wide fruit mouth, your red tresses, my little tower. But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me.

In you the rivers sing and my soul flies in them as you desire it and to where you will.

Por qué será que todo el amor me viene de golpe cuando me siento triste y cuando te siento lejana?

Juntos tú y yo, amor mío, sellamos el silencio

Por que se me vendra todo el ame de golpe cuando me siento triste, y te siento lejana?

Invade me with your hot mouth; interrogate me with your night-eyes, if you want—only let me steer like a ship through your name; let me rest there.

My soul is born on the shore of your eyes of mourning. In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins. - In My Sky at Twilight , after Rabindranath Tagore