THIS time let me be happy
,
nothing has happened to anyone
'm not anywhere,
happens only
I'm happy
on all four sides
of heart, walking,
sleeping or writing.
What will I do, I'm
happy.
'm more innumerable
the grass
on the prairies,
skin feel rough as a tree
and the water below,
the birds above,
the sea as a ring
on my waist,
bread made from stone and earth
the air sings like a guitar.
you by my side in the sand
are sand,
you sing and you sing,
the world
today is my soul,
singing and sand,
your mouth,
let me
in your mouth and sand
be happy,
be happy because if, for respite
and because you breathe,
be happy because I play
your knee
and as touching
sky blue skin
and freshness.
Today
let me me just be happy,
all or not all
be happy with the grass
and sand,
be happy
with air and earth,
be happy,
you, with your mouth,
be happy.
Pablo Neruda
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