“Por el Amor Perdio”

Written by Félix María de Samaniego. Translated from Spanish by Griffin Brown

The merciless death

With its impious arm, 

Tore her 

From me. 

My glory

Is gone, 

It just left–

Sad memories.

Gone are

The beautiful days;

What happiness

I knew.

In the meadow

Of my love,

Only 

Harsh sorrow persists.

Towards the grave

My joy is gone,

And nothing good–

I can expect.

Let them curse

My misfortune

What is my path?

Just to cry. 

When to the tomb:

Royals, Shepherds; 

Beautiful flowers

You placed out of love.

Everyone, let’s say,

Voices wavering through tears,

“Beneath this stone

Breathes love.”

Those eyes,

Black and affable,

They already lost

The lively glow.

Mine are sorrowful,

Inconsolable. 

They find pleasure in

Nothing.