The Fickle One by Pablo Neruda
The Fickle One by Pablo Neruda

The Fickle One

Pablo Neruda * Track #8 On The Captain’s Verses

The Fickle One Annotated

My eyes went away from me
Following a dark girl who went by.

She was made of black mother-of-pearl
Made of dark-purple grapes,
And she lashed my blood
With her tail of fire.

After them all
I go.

A pale blonde went by
Like a golden plant
Swaying her gifts.
And my mouth went
Like a wave
Discharging on her breast
Lightningbolts of blood.

After them all
I go.

But to you, without my moving,
Without seeing you, distant you,
Go my blood and my kisses,
My dark one and my fair one,
My broad one and my slender one,
My ugly one, my beauty,
Made of all the gold
And of all the silver,
Made of all the wheat
And of all the earth,
Made of all the water
Of the sea waves,
Made for my arms
Made for my kisses,
Made for my soul.

[original Spanish text]

Los ojos se me fueron
detrás de una morena que pasó.

Era de nácar negro,
era de uvas moradas,
y me azotó la sangre
con su cola de fuego.

Detrás de todas
me voy.

Pasó una clara rubia
como una planta de oro
balanceando sus dones.
Y mi boca se fue
como una ola
descargando en su pecho
relámpagos de sangre.

Detrás de todas
me voy.

Pero a ti, sin moverme,
sin verte, tú distante,
van mi sangre y mis besos,
morena y clara mía,
alta y pequeña mía,
ancha y delgada mía,
mi fea, mi hermosura,
hecha de todo el oro
y de toda la plata,
hecha de todo el trigo
y de toda la tierra,
hecha de toda el agua
de las olas marinas,
hecha para mis brazos,
hecha para mis besos,
hecha para mi alma.

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