Amélie

"Sans toi, les émotions d'aujourd'hui ne seraient que la peue morte des émotions d'autre fois"

Do not go gentle into that good night

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Dylan Thomas

Poema

Coincidencias, venid a mi...

Canción desesperada

Emerge tu recuerdo de la noche en que estoy...

Era la alegre hora del asalto y el beso...

Te ceñiste al dolor, te agarraste al deseo...

Como un vaso albergaste la infinita ternura,
y el infinito olvido te trizó como a un vaso...

Cementerio de besos, aún hay fuego en tus tumbas...

Y la ternura, leve como el agua y la harina.
Y la palabra apenas comenzada en los labios...

y en él cayó mi anhelo ¡todo en ti fue naufragio!

Es la hora de partir. Oh abandonado!

Pablo Neruda - Fragmentos de La canción desesperada.