Soneto XXIV / Pablo Neruda

SONETO XXIV

Amor, amor, las nubes a la torre del cielo
subieron como triunfantes lavanderas,
y todo ardió en azul, todo fue estrella:
el mar, la nave, el día se desterraron juntos.

Ven a ver los cerezos del agua constelada
y la clave redonda del rápido universo,
ven a tocar el fuego del azul instantáneo,
ven antes de que sus pétalos se consuman.

No hay aquí sino luz, cantidades, racimos,
espacio abierto por las virtudes del viento
hasta entregar los últimos secretos de la espuma.

Y entre tantos azules celestes, sumergidos,
se pierden nuestros ojos adivinando apenas
los poderes del aire, las llaves submarinas.

Pablo Neruda - (Cien sonetos de amor, 1959)





SONNET XXIV

Love, love, towards the tower of the sky, the clouds
climbed like triumphant washerwomen
and everything burned in blue, everything a star:
the sea, the ship, the day were banished together.

Come see the cherry trees of a water constellation
and the round key of the rapid universe,
come touch the fire of instantaneous blue,
come before its petals are consumed.

Nothing here but light, quantities, clusters,
space opened by the virtues of the wind
until it sheds the last secrets of the foam.

And amidst so many sky-blues, submerged,
our eyes are lost barely guessing
the powers of the air, the underwater keys.

Pablo Neruda - (100 Love Sonnets, 1959)

Translated by Gustavo Escobedo





SONNET XXIV

Love, Love, the clouds in the sky’s tower
mounted like triumphant purifying fountains,
and all glowed blue, all was star-like:
sea, boat, day, fused and banished.

Come and see the cherries of water that appeared,
and the whole scale of the swift universe,
come and touch the fire of the blue instant,
come before its petals are consumed.

Nothing here lacks light, number, clusters,
space opened up by the wind’s virtues,
until it delivers the sea-foam’s last secret.

And among so many blues, celestial, submerged,
our eyes are lost barely divining
the powers of air, the underwater gushers.

Pablo Neruda - (100 Love Sonnets, 1959)

Translation by A. S. Kline





SONNET XXIV

Amour, amour, à la tour du ciel les nuages
montèrent telles de triomphantes lavandières,
et tout brida en bleu d’azur, tout fut étoile :
la mer, la nef, le jour s’exilèrent ensemble.

Viens voir les cerisiers dans leur eau constellée
viens voir la ronde clef de l’univers rapide,
viens toucher le feu de l’azur instantané,
viens avant que ses pétales soient consumés.

Il n’est ici que lumière, quantités, grappes,
il n’est qu’espace ouvert par les vertus du vent
jusqu’à livrer les derniers secrets de l’écume.

Et parmi tant de bleus célestes, submergés,
nos yeux se sont perdus, ils devinent à peine
les puissances de l’air et les clefs de la mer.

Pablo Neruda - (La centaine d'amour, 1959)





SONETTO XXIV

Amore, amore, le nubi sulla torre del cielo
salirono come trionfanti lavandaie,
e tutto arse d'azzurro, tutto fu stella:
il mare, la nave, il giorno s'esiliarono uniti.

Vieni a vedere i ciliegi dell'acqua costellata
e la chiave rotonda del rapido universo,
vieni a toccare il fuoco dell'azzurro istantaneo,
vieni prima che i suoi petali si consumino.

Altro non v'è qui che la luce, quantità, grappoli,
spazio aperto dalle virtù del vento
fino a consegnare gli ultimi segreti delle schiuma.

E tra tanti azzurri celesti, sommersi,
si perdono i nostri occhi indovinando appena
i poteri dell'aria, le chiavi sottomarine.

Pablo Neruda - (Cento Sonetti D'amore, 1959)





SONE XXIV

Aşk, aşk diyerek tırmandı bulutlar
utkulu çamaşırcılar gibi göğün kulelerine,
ne varsa yandı mavilikte, ne varsa yıldız oldu;
Deniz, gemi, gün, sürgün oldular birlikte.

Gel görmeye kirazlarını iklim suyunun
ve toparlak çalgısını hızlı evrenin,
gel çalmaya ateşini anlık mavinin,
gel, taçyapraklar kendini yiyip bitirmeden.

Işıktan bol bir şey yok burada, saymakla bitmez eşya,
salkımlar.. rüzgârın emeğiyle kazanılmış bir yer,
sönünceye köpüğün son gizleri.

Gömülü gözlerimiz bu kutsal maviliklerde,
alır almaz gelecekten bir haber
havanın güçlerini, okyanus anahtarlarını yitirdiler.

Pablo Neruda - (Yüz Aşk Sonesi’nden, 1959)

Çeviri: Adnan Özer

Photographs taken in the Valparaíso Region,
on the Pacific Coast, inside and around the house
of the Chilean poet Pablo Neruda.
The "Isla Negra" house. Chile, 1957, by Sergio Larrain