Rima LXXVII. Es un sueño la vida...
Es un sueño la vida,
pero un sueño febril que dura un punto;
Cuando de él se despierta,
se ve que todo es vanidad y humo...
¡Ojalá fuera un sueño
muy largo y muy profundo,
un sueño que durara hasta la muerte!...
Yo soñaría con mi amor y el tuyo.
Rhyme LXXVII. Life is a dream...
Life is a dream, but a fevered
dream that lasts an instant.
Waking from it, one sees
that all is vanity and smoke.
God grant it were
a long deep sleep,
a dream to last till death!
I would dream of my love and yours.
Translated by Michael SmithEtiquetas: Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer |
RHYME LXXVII. LIFE IS A DREAM...
Life is a dream,
but a fevered dream that's over at once;
When one awakes from it,
one sees that everything is vanity and smoke...
Hopefully outside a very
long and very deep dream,
a dream that lasted until death!...
I would dream of my love and yours.
Translated by H. Landman