To love is not just say,
To love is to live
All the afflictions and sufferings
That love imposes.
To love is not keep silent
To love is to cry out
I do not know to live without you.
Love martyrdom, love sublime,
Love torment, love paradisiacal
The eternity be the idyllic dwelling
Of our tumultuated love.
Translated by Nelson Francisco de Andrade
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice description of perpetual love, simple with elegance.10