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var S; S=topJS(); SLoad(S); Printables Multiple choice, short answer questions, and writing questions - you can print the unit along with the poem ""Tonight I Can Write" or "Poem 20"" review activity printable - print all section questions at once (options for multiple keys) Extended activities List of extended activities for "Tonight I Can Write" or "Poem 20" "Tonight I Can Write" or "Poem 20" by Pablo Neruda Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, 'The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.' The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through nights like this one I held her in my arms. I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. She loved me, sometimes I loved her too. How could one not have loved her great still eyes. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. To hear the immense night, still more immense without her. And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. What does it matter that my love could not keep her. The night is starry and she is not with me. This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer. My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. The same night whitening the same trees. We, of that time, are no longer the same. I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her. My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses. Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes. I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long. Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer and these the last verses that I write for her. Have a suggestion or would like to leave feedback? Leave your suggestions or comments about edHelper!
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napravljeno: Četvrtak, 11. Decembar 2008 Vreme 13:33. izmenjeno: Četvrtak, 11. Decembar 2008 Vreme 13:53. nije važno što je moja ljubav nije mogla zadržati noć je zvjezdovita i ona nije uz mene i to je sve, u daljini netko pjeva, u daljini moja je duša nespokojna što ju je izgubila kao da je hoće približiti moj je pogled ište moje je srce ište, a ona nije uz mene ista noć odijeva bjelinom ista sablja mi sami, oni od nekada, nismo više isti. više je ne volim, zaista, ali koliko sam je volio moj je glas iskao vjetar da joj dodirnem uho drugome. pripast će drugome, kao prije mojih poljubaca njen glas, njeno sjajno tijelo, njene beskrajnje oči više je nevolim, zaista, a možda je ipak volim tako je kratka ljubav, a tako dug zaborav jer sam je u noćima, kao ova, držao u svom naručju moja je duša nespokojna što ju je izgubila iako je ovo posljednja bol koju mi ona zadaje i ovo stihovi posljednji koje za nju pišem Hvala ti, tvoj glas je uračunat. Dao/la si [user_vote] poena, pošto je tvoja aktivnost na sajtu[user_activity]% Što je veća tvoj aktivnost više poena možeš da daš. Više informacija o tvojoj aktivnosti na stranici aktivnosti » Napiši komentar: