Jose Marti Poems

No sientas que te falte
el don de hablar que te arrebata el cielo,
no necesita tu belleza esmalte
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I'll never forget, I vow,
That fall morning long ago,
When I saw a new leaf grow
Upon the old withered bow.
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If you've seen a mount of sea foam,
It is my verse you have seen:
My verse a mountain has been
And a feathered fan become.
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I'm so frightfully unhappy,
I feel, oh stars, I am dying!:
I want to live, and I'm sighing
A beauteous woman to see.
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If I a pleasant keepsake
On leaving this world may bear,
Father profound, I would take
A lock of your silver hair.
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I have come to the strange ball
Where tails and gaiters abound,
And the best hunters the year-round
The New Year wait to install.
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I have a page of loyal-renown
Who bends to all my desires,
Takes care of me, never tires,
Cleans and shines my laurel clown.
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I have a page of loyal-renown
Who bends to all my desires,
Takes care of me, never tires,
Cleans and shines my laurel clown.
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I wish to leave the world
By its natural door;
In my tomb of green leaves
They are to carry me to die.
Do not put me in the dark
To die like a traitor;
I am good, and like a good thing
I will die with my face to the sun
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Una mora de Trípoli tenía
Una perla rosada, una gran perla:
Y la echó con desdén al mar un día:
—«¡Siempre la misma! ¡ya me cansa verla!»

Pocos años después, junto a la roca
De Trípoli... ¡la gente llora al verla!
Así le dice al mar la mora loca:
—«¡Oh mar! ¡oh mar! ¡devuélveme mi perla!»
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