Rubaiyats / Las Rubaiatas

Esther sits in a restaurant, Vargas, Venezuela (January, 1987)

Aquí van unos versos prestados de las Rubaiatas:

"¡Amada mía!
¡Aproxímate,
para que más cerca de mi corazón
pulse tu corazon!

Te suplico,
en nombre 
de lo que hay de más íntimo 
en nuestras almas,
que no me rehuses tus encantos!
Quiero que toda te entregues
a mis caricias
¡y corones glorosiamente
nuestro amor!

Trae la botija de vino dorado.
Entrelazados
en el delirio de un amor sin fin,

bebámoslo,
antes que empiecen a modelar
otras botijas
con el barro del que fuimos hechos."

(de la traducción al castellano de Christovam de Camargo)

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Some other verses, now in English, from Edward FitzGerald's version:

"I sometimes think that never so red 
The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; 
That every Hyacinth the Garden wears 
Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head. 

And this delightful Herb whose tender Green 
Fledges the River's Lip on which lean--- 
Ah, lean upon it lightly! for who knows 
From what once lovely Lip it springs unseen! 

Ah, my Beloved, fill the Cup that clears 
TO-DAY of past Regrets and future Fears--- 
To-morrow---Why, To-morrow I may be 
Myself with Yesterday's Seve'n Thousand Years." 

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2 Comments

  1. Hi Constantino,
    We share common likes with photography, good literature &
    Yes of course Wines. I also love travelling and have my own collection of Amazing Scotland,
    where it all began with the Single Malt Scotch Whiskey trail. Hope to keep in touch.
    F.B.COOPER.

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