Ojinegra the olive in your eyes,
boquitierna the dove in your laughter, your love pechiabierta
pomegranate,
barbioscura snow in your face and breeze.
Rostriazul carnation on your vein, wounded
jasmine from your plant in your face frowning
lily,
dulciamarga the voice in your throat.
Boquitierna, Ojinegra, pechiabierta,
rostriazul, barbioscura, badly injured, and I love
dulciamarga frowning.
Semiciego for you arrive at your door,
the gaping wound of my life, and agriendulzo
gripped the penalty.
- Miguel Hernández