¡Amor! Aún no has llegado y ya me ciñes toda

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النص الأصلي

¡Amor! Aún no has llegado y ya me ciñes toda ligándote a mi cuerpo como un rosal herido. ¡Enderézame tú! Que mi raíz obscura absorba hasta esponjarse el zumo que redime. Amor, silencio insomne, espera entretejida de pálidos fantasmas que juegan a ser besos, dulzura sin apoyo, latido soterrado en el último pliegue del sueño más oculto. Amor, bruma y estrella, secreto paraíso que se gana y se pierde con la misma caricia: rinde a mi paso errante tus pórticos sin nombre. ¡Mi desnudez intacta se vestirá de ti! Si me niegas tu éxtasis, no me niegues tu herida. Doy el goce que enerva por el dardo que abrasa. Iníciame en la gloria de tu dolor más hondo y cantaré, muriendo, mi cántico inefable. Quizás no llegues nunca. Mi espíritu que vela aguarda sin cansarse tu signo misterioso. ¿En qué brisa nocturna florecen ya tus labios, en qué cenit de soles me impregnará tu unción?

الترجمة

Love! You haven't arrived yet, but you already wrap around me completely, like a wounded rosebush. Make me stand tall! Let my dark roots soak up the juice that saves until they swell. Love, sleepless silence, a waiting interwoven with pale ghosts pretending to be kisses, sweetness without support, a hidden heartbeat in the deepest part of the most secret dream. Love, mist and star, a secret paradise that is won and lost with the same touch: open your nameless gates to my wandering steps. My untouched nakedness will be covered by you! If you deny me your ecstasy, don't deny me your wound. I trade the pleasure that weakens for the burning dart. Show me the glory of your deepest pain and I will sing, dying, my indescribable song. Maybe you'll never come. My watchful spirit waits tirelessly for your mysterious sign. In what night breeze do your lips already bloom, in what sunlit zenith will your blessing fill me?

الشرح

This poem by Ernestina de Champourcín explores the complex and often contradictory nature of love. The speaker addresses love as a powerful force that binds and transforms, even before it fully arrives. The imagery of a 'wounded rosebush' and 'dark root' suggests a deep, almost painful connection that is both redemptive and consuming. The poem reflects on love's duality as both a source of ecstasy and pain, a theme common in Champourcín's work. The speaker longs for the transformative power of love, even if it comes with suffering, and expresses a willingness to embrace both its joys and wounds. The poem's language is rich with metaphors, portraying love as a sleepless silence, a mist, a star, and a secret paradise. These images convey the elusive and ethereal nature of love, which is both a blessing and a torment. The poem concludes with a sense of longing and anticipation, as the speaker waits for love's mysterious arrival, highlighting the uncertainty and hope inherent in the human experience of love.

قاموس الكلمات

كلمة	معنى مبسّط	الترجمة	نطق
¡Amor!	¡Cariño!	Love!	¡A-mor!
Aún	Todavía	Still	A-ún
no	negación	not	no
has	tú has	you have	has
llegado	arribado	arrived	llegado
y	e	and	y
ya	ahora	already	ya
me	a mí	me	me
ciñes	aprietas	bind	ci-ñes
toda	completamente	completely	to-da
ligándote	atándote	binding yourself	li-gán-do-te
a	a	to	a
mi	mío	my	mi
cuerpo	figura	body	cuer-po
como	igual a	like	co-mo
un	uno	a	un
rosal	arbusto de rosas	rosebush	ro-sal
herido	lastimado	wounded	he-ri-do
¡Enderézame	¡Corrígeme!	Straighten me!	¡En-de-ré-za-me
tú!	tú mismo	you!	tú!
Que	Para que	So that	Que
raíz	origen	root	ra-íz
obscura	oscura	dark	obs-cu-ra
absorba	chupa

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