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Esto
Dicen que finjo o miento
todo lo que escribo. No.
Yo simplemente siento
con la imaginación.
No uso el corazón.
Todo lo que sueño o vivo,
lo que me falla o termina,
es como una terraza
sobre otra cosa aún.
Esa cosa es la que es bella.
Por eso escribo en medio
de lo que no está cerca,
libre de mi titubeo,
serio de lo que no es.
¿Sentir? ¡Sienta quien lee!
Traducción Miguel Ángel Sepúlveda Espinoza
This
They say I pretend or lie
All I write. No such thing.
It simply is that I
feel by imagining.
I don't use the heart-string.
All that I dream or lose,
that falls short or dies on me,
is like a terrace which looks
on another thing beyond.
It's that thing leads me on.
And so I write in the middle
of things not next one's feet,
free from my own muddle,
concerned for what is not.
Feel? Let the reader feel!
All I write. No such thing.
It simply is that I
feel by imagining.
I don't use the heart-string.
All that I dream or lose,
that falls short or dies on me,
is like a terrace which looks
on another thing beyond.
It's that thing leads me on.
And so I write in the middle
of things not next one's feet,
free from my own muddle,
concerned for what is not.
Feel? Let the reader feel!
Fernando Pessoa
Translated by Miguel Ángel Sepúlveda Espinoza
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