He Who Weeps Goes Not Alone Poem by Rosalia de Castro

He Who Weeps Goes Not Alone



He who weeps goes not alone,
Keep flowing, I beg of you, my tears!
A single burden suffices the soul;
One joy is never, never enough.

Destiny's plaything, humble speck,
sad and lost I stray;
Nevertheless I carry all with me:
I carry sorrow for company.

Translated by Kate Flores

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