It is not the age that moves my scorn But those who in the age are born I cannot count the friends that broke Their faith, the honied words they sopke In whom no aid I found, and made The devil welcome to their aid. May I so best we shall agree never look on them nor they on me .
Soy el fuego que arde tu piel Soy el agua que mata tu sed El castillo, la torre yo soy La espada que guarda el caudalTu el aire que respiro yo Y la luz de la luna en el mar La garganta que ansio mojar Que temo ahogar de amor¿Y cuales deseos me vas a dar? Dices tu: Mi tesoro basta con mirarlo Tuyo será, Y tuyo será
I am the fire that burns your skin I am the water that kills your thirst Of the castle, I am the tower The sword that guards the treasure You, the air that I breathe And the light of the moon on the sea The throat that I long to wet But I’m afraid I’ll drown in love And which desires will you give me? Just to look is treasure enough It will be yours, it will be yours.