14. THE UNSTEADY Pablo Neruda My eyes followed a brunette that passed by. She was a black pearl, made of purple grapes, and lashed my blood with her tail of fire. After all of them I go. A pale blonde passed by like a plant of gold balancing her gifts. And my mouth was like a wave releasing on her chest lightnings of blood. After all of them I go. But to you without me moving, Not seeing you, far from you, Goes my blood and my kisses, my blonde and my brunette, my tall and small, wide and thin of mine, my ugliness, my fairness, made of all the gold, and of all the silver, made of all the wheat and the all earth, made of all the water of the sea waves, made for my arms, made for my kisses, made for my soul. 14. I PAQENDRUESHMI Pablo Neruda Syte cme ndoqen nje zeshkane qe prane kaloi. Nje perle e zeze ish, Nga rushi i zi pikuar, e gjakun ma fshikulloj me flaken e bishtit te saj. Pas te gjithave u shkoj une. Aty prane kaloi nje bjonde si nje bime e arte te vetat blatime drejtpeshuar. Dhe goja cmu be si nje vale qe tek gjoksi i saj perplas rrufete e gjakut. Pas te gjithave u shkoj une. Por tek ty pa levizur, Pa te te pare, larg prej teje, Vjen gjaku im e puthjet e mija, flokeverdha dhe zeshkanja ime, e larta dhe e vogla ime, E imja e colme dhe e holle, shemtia e hijeshia ime, bere prej gjithe arit, bere prej gjithe argjendit bere nga i tere gruri dhe toka e tere, bere prej gjithe ujit te valeve te detit, bere per krahet e mi, bere per puthjet e mija, bere per shpirtin tim.
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