Criatura dolcíssima [English translation]

Sweetest of creatures, you who were

The only solid margin, a vague idea;

The hand that remained between my hands!

I don't know whether you loved me: I loved you

And that was everything, and that was enough...

And our bodies moved in all their glory,

Sweetest of creatures, you who were...

We were prisoners of kisses and insistence,

And my marvelled flesh, knew you

As an argument that denied nostalgia!

As an argument that denied nostalgia...

You were nineteen and, full of joy

You had hope in me in your rosy cheeks.

I made up names for you, and other caresses...

I made up names for you, and other caresses!

The time for living within poems shall arrive

And someone will say about me: here you have a man

Who died cast down from clear abysses...

Who died cast down from clear abysses...

But they shan't find your peacefulness, your muscles,

Your rich scent penetrating me!

They won't read your name there, in a beautiful panic,

Sweetest of creatures, you who were

A vague idea...

The hand that remained between my hands...