Sonnet Of The Sweet Complaint
Автор книги Federico Garcia Lorca
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Never let me lose the marvel.
of your statue-like eyes, or the accent.
the solitary rose of your breath.
places on my cheek at night.
I am afraid of being, on this shore,
a branchless trunk, and what I most regret.
is having no flower, pulp, or clay.
for the worm of my despair.
If you are my hidden treasure,
if you are my cross, my dampened pain,
if I am a dog, and you alone my master,
never let me lose what I have gained,
and adorn the branches of your river.
with leaves of my estranged Autumn.
