Rosalia de Castro
He Who Weeps Goes Not Alone - Poem by Rosalia de Castro
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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