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So. I do well in Spanish, but this year I haven't got quite the scores I wanted (because 92 is too low for me [/nerd]).
So the Spanish teacher said we can make an extra homework for extra points.
We have to memorize four stanzas of the poem "Nocturno a Rosario [Nocturnal to Rosario (Rosario is the name of a girl)]"
WHICH I SERIOUSLY HATE.
IT'S SO CORNY.
I
Well! I need
to tell you I adore you
to tell you I love you
with all my heart;
that my suffering is great,
that my crying is a lot,
that I cannot any more
I yell my implorations
I implore to you in the name,
of my last illusion.
II
I want you to know
that since long days ago
I am sick and pale
from so much lack of sleep;
that dead are already
all my hopes.
that my nights are black,
so black and shady,
that I no longer know where
the future rised itself.
III
At night, when I put
my temples on my pillow
and to another world I want
to turn my spirit to,
I walk lots, lots,
and at the end of the journey
the shapes of my mother
get lost in nowhere
and you again
appear in my soul.
IV
I comprehend that your kisses
shall never be mine,
I comprehend that in your eyes
I shall never see myself,
I love you and in my mad
and ardent deliriums
I bless your disdains,
I adore your divertions,
and instead of loving you less
I love you much more.
V
I sometimes think of giving you
my eternal farewell,
to erase you in my memories
and sink you in my passion
but if everything is in vane
and the soul does not forget,
What do you want me to do,
piece of my life?
What do you want me to do
with this heart?
VI
And then when
your santuary was concluded,
your lamp was on,
your veil in the altar;
the sun of the morning
behind the belfry,
the torches sparking,
filling with smoke the incensary,
and open there far away
the door of home...
VII
How beautiful it would have been
to live under that ceiling,
the two forever joined together
and loving each other;
you always in love,
me always satisfied,
the two a single soul,
the two a single chest,
and in the middle of us
my mother like a God!
VIII
Figure how beautiful
the hours of that life!
How sweet and nice a trip
through a world like that!
And I dreamt of that,
my promised saint;
and while raving on that,
with a thrilled soul,
I thought of being good
for you, just because of you.
IX
God well knows that was
my most beautiful dream,
my desire and hope
my happiness and pleasure;
God well knows that in nothing
I placed my striving,
but in loving you a lot
under the cheerful home
that covered me in kisses
when it saw my birth!
X
That was my hope...
but since to its brilliance
is opposed the deep abyss
that exists between the two,
Farewell for a last time,
love of my loves;
the light in my darkness,
the essence of my flowers;
my lyre of a poet,
my youth, farewell!
And then the poet committed suicide.
I dun like the poem. D:
At all.
Lyk, I un wanna memorize four stanzas.
Also, I find the seventh one funny, in the part referring to his mother...xD
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