.: I used your soap several years ago; since then I h...

.: I used your soap several years ago; since then I h...: Often and often it came back again To mind, the day I passed the horizon ridge To a new country, the path I had to find By half-gaps tha...

.: La Opinión...Reciprocidad Epístola a Jan...

.: La Opinión...Reciprocidad Epístola a Jan...: Ramón de Campo amor La Opinión Pobre Carolina mía ! Nunca la podre olvidar ! Ved lo que el mundo decía Viendo el féretro pasar; U...

.: Tårene...

.: Tårene...: Tårene En nyutsprungen rose var i mitt knapphull, sterk brennende morgensol, på gresset lyste det i duggen som diamanter. Tross a...

.: Takknemlighet er hjertes hukommelse !... Tenk dage...

.: Takknemlighet er hjertes hukommelse !... Tenk dage...: Barn av reinbuen. Fantastisk hvor en slik spontan markering og hvor mange som møtte opp.

.: Dos besos tengo en la alma, Que no se apartan de m...

.: Dos besos tengo en la alma, Que no se apartan de m...: Translation of the above: Two kisses I have in the soul, Do not turn away from me: The last I give to my mother, And the first one...

.: I'm me, and what the hell can I do about it !... I...

.: I'm me, and what the hell can I do about it !... I...: "Pill Eater"  Thoughts ... It's before our 'drug' fix that our soul is sick. It kicks back and quakes, feeling life, And we go look...

.: I'm me, and what the hell can I do about it !... I...

.: I'm me, and what the hell can I do about it !... I...: "Pill Eater"  Thoughts ... It's before our 'drug' fix that our soul is sick. It kicks back and quakes, feeling life, And we go look...

I'm me, and what the hell can I do about it !... I who am, in the end, a continual dialogue, a loud incomprehensible voice from the tower in the depths of night. With the pain of knowing there's life to live tomorrow...

"Pill Eater"  Thoughts ...

It's before our 'drug' fix that our soul is sick.
It kicks back and quakes, feeling life,
And we go looking for some drugs to claim us.
Some orient east of the madness.

this life is going to kill many of us.
Days with nothing but a burning head,
And though we try till we're sick of trying.
We can't find the catch to adapt ourself.

In paradox and astral incompetence,
In folds of gold, we live our life.
Wavering wave where honour's pratfall
And even pleasure's the ganglia of our illness.

Through some mechanism of disasters,
Some machine with fake flywheels,
We must pass through visions of gallows
In a flower garden without trellises hung in mid-air.

We reel through the lace and lacquer
Of an inner life's handiwork.
We sense we've got the knife at home
That beheaded the Precursor.

And what we really want is faith and some calm,
And not be dogged by these confusing sensations.
God, just end it all !  Open the floodgates---
And enough of this farce in our soul's !...

.: Do you remember an Inn, My friend ? Do you rememb...

.: Do you remember an Inn, My friend ? Do you rememb...

Do you remember an Inn, My friend ? Do you remember an inn ? And the tedding and the spreading - O the straw of a bedding. and the fleas that tease in the mountain - And the wine that tasted of the tar ?

.: In a world...

.: In a world...: In a world where most people are hunched and swearty I know only one person equal to me in strength. In a world where there is so...

.: Dos besos tengo en la alma, Que no se apartan de m...

.: Dos besos tengo en la alma, Que no se apartan de m...: Translation of the above: Two kisses I have in the soul, Do not turn away from me: The last I give to my mother, And the first one...

.: Dagens tanker !

.: Dagens tanker !: We pass and dream Earth smiles Viritue is rare. Age, duty, money, Gods weight on our conscious bliss Hope for the best and for the wors...

.: Hvorfor ? Por que ?

.: Hvorfor ? Por que ?: Hvorfor?                                                                          Por que? Hvorfor er verden så kald?                      ...

.: Hvorfor ? Por que ?

.: Hvorfor ? Por que ?: Hvorfor?                                                                          Por que? Hvorfor er verden så kald?                      ...

.: Barefoot over the earth!

.: Barefoot over the earth!: Shavings curl on the beach Which berry-smells fill. A cottage grows up On Sintras hill In half-an-hour`s walk From the village My ...

.: Tanker! Tenke er det lov?

.: Tanker! Tenke er det lov?: I`ll never believe that wild things cannot speak, Those songbirds can`t think but can only sing, That the sly fox has instincts and nothi...

.: On the Bluff...

.: On the Bluff...: O Grandly flowing River ! O silver-gliding River ! Thy springing willows shiver In the sunset as of old; They shiver in the silence Of...

.: This is actually a old style poem, but is very act...

.: This is actually a old style poem, but is very act...: El Senior, que mostró su fuerte mano Por la fe de su príncipe cristiano, Y por el nombre santo de su gloria A su España concede esta ...

.: This is actually a old style poem, but is very act...

.: This is actually a old style poem, but is very act...: El Senior, que mostró su fuerte mano Por la fe de su príncipe cristiano, Y por el nombre santo de su gloria A su España concede esta ...

This is actually a old style poem, but is very actual to day in aspect of today's economics problems in Iberia and Europa.

El Senior, que mostró su fuerte mano
Por la fe de su príncipe cristiano,
Y por el nombre santo de su gloria
A su España concede esta victoria.

Bendita, Senor, sea tu grandeza;
Que después de los danos padecidos,
Después de nuestras culpas y castigo,
Rompiste al enemigo
 De la antigua soberbia la dureza.
Adoren-te, Senor, tus escogidos,
Confiese cuanto cerca el ancho cielo
tu nombre ; oh nuestro Dios, nuestro con suelo !
Y la cerviz rebelde, condenada,
Perezca en bravas llamas abrasada...

The Lord, who showed his strong hand
By faith of his Christian prince,
And by the holy name of your glory
In Spain concede this victory.

Bless, O Lord, is your greatness;
That after the damage suffered,
After our guilt and punishment,
You broke the enemy
 From ancient pride hardness.
Adorente, Lord, thy chosen,
Confess as near the wide sky
your name, O our God, our floors!
And the neck rebel condemned,
Perish in flames scorched bravos ...

A hymn to the glory of God, for believe in helping people?

To days trouble in Europa I am sure people need to believe 

in something...

Even it does not give them food or living accommodation.

Begging dozenth help. 

.: I have seen flowers come in stony places - and kin...

.: I have seen flowers come in stony places - and kin...: It tried to get from out the cage; Here and there it ran, and tried At the edge and the side, In a busy, timid rage. Trying yet to find ...

.: The human condition...

.: The human condition...: Man knows that the world is not made on a human scale; and he wishes that it were...

.: Tårene...

.: Tårene...: Tårene En nyutsprungen rose var i mitt knapphull, sterk brennende morgensol, på gresset lyste det i duggen som diamanter. Tross a...

.: If you open that Pandora's Box, you never know wha...

.: If you open that Pandora's Box, you never know wha...: I have a pine like a terrible cold. And everyone knows how terrible colds, Change the whole structure of the universe, Making us sore of...

.: If I could only put up with myself and the selves ...

.: If I could only put up with myself and the selves ...: FAIRY - TALES And so throughout the lands that flank My native river's  either bank, In clubs just built and huts old-planked, In barns...

.: The appetite grows by eating ...

.: The appetite grows by eating ...: Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of gl...

.: Example is always more efficacious than precept......

.: Example is always more efficacious than precept......: If I could take a bit of the whole earth And get a taste of it, I'd be happier for a moment... But I don't always want to be happy. One...

.: Dos besos tengo en la alma, Que no se apartan de m...

.: Dos besos tengo en la alma, Que no se apartan de m...: Translation of the above: Two kisses I have in the soul, Do not turn away from me: The last I give to my mother, And the first one...

.: In a world...

.: In a world...: In a world where most people are hunched and swearty I know only one person equal to me in strength. In a world where there is so...

.: From the moonlit brink of dreams - I stretch foi...

.: From the moonlit brink of dreams - I stretch foi...: My dreams and thoughts abate Their pennons at thy feet, O' angel born too late For fallen man to meet ! In what new sensual state Coul...

.: Om allverden både rår og spår tar vi veien der hvo...

.: Om allverden både rår og spår tar vi veien der hvo...

.: I used your soap several years ago; since then I h...

.: I used your soap several years ago; since then I h...: Often and often it came back again To mind, the day I passed the horizon ridge To a new country, the path I had to find By half-gaps tha...

.: Out of us all that make rhymes, will you choose So...

.: Out of us all that make rhymes, will you choose So...: I know you: You are light as dreams, Tough as oak, Precious as gold, As poppies and corn, Or an old cloak: Sweet as our birds To the...

.: Det blir dager etter disse ! Og så mange ting med ...

.: Det blir dager etter disse ! Og så mange ting med ...: Takk jeg tar en til...

.: Hvem gynger i natt på det voldsomme hav - Skipbrud...

.: Hvem gynger i natt på det voldsomme hav - Skipbrud...: O' Døve loser! blinde skippere ! Levende brødre ved mast og ror Jeg kaller på dere med vann i munn...

.: There was a land...

.: There was a land...: There was a land, which I suppose, where everyone had a crooked nose; And the crooked nose that everyone had In no manner did make h...

.: I am become like a pelican in the wilderness; and ...

.: I am become like a pelican in the wilderness; and ...: Work without hope draws nectar in a sieve, And hope without an object cannot live... Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my bo...

.: Hva er jeg, hva er du i den salige drøm, hva er fø...

.: Hva er jeg, hva er du i den salige drøm, hva er fø...: Som du Ingen kjente Galskapen uten bot Langt borte i sjelens øde... Jeg ser i alt ikke hva det er... Det som er innenfor er lett......

Hva er jeg, hva er du i den salige drøm, hva er før, hva er nå i den evige strøm... Jeg vet kun at det er meg: gjennom tiden og rommet en tanke på vei.

Som du
Ingen kjente
Galskapen uten bot
Langt borte i sjelens øde...
Jeg ser i alt ikke hva det er...
Det som er innenfor er lett...
Det som er utenfor er det ?
Troen er ?
Er ikke ?
Mon tro...

.: Freedom...

.: Freedom...: Freedom is an indivisible word... If we want to enjoy it, and fight for it, we must be prepared to extend it to everyone, whether th...

Freedom...

Freedom is an indivisible word...
If we want to enjoy it,
and fight for it,
we must be prepared to extend
it to everyone,
whether they are rich or poor,
whether they agree with us or not,
no matter what their race or the
colour of their skin is...

.: The human condition...

.: The human condition...: Man knows that the world is not made on a human scale; and he wishes that it were...

.: Die Politik ist die Lehre vom Møglichen... Politic...

.: Die Politik ist die Lehre vom Møglichen... Politic...: Look into my ocean, My name is Used-to-was; I am also called  Played-out  and Done-to-death, And it-will-wash-no-more... In an...

.: Den halte springer når han er nødt...

.: Den halte springer når han er nødt...: I hjertet planlegger mannen sin ferd Men Herrer styrer hans gang eller... All that I think and feel, and so to wake The world; ...

.: We live in powerless egotism... Our soul tumultuou...

.: We live in powerless egotism... Our soul tumultuou...: Conscience... When we speak of the things that we treasure, That we prize above all, we include Words like                       MOTHE...

.: I'm beginning to know myself... I don't exist !

.: I'm beginning to know myself... I don't exist !: I'm beginning to know myself. I don't exist. I'm the space between what I'd like to be  and what others made of me. Or half that space, ...

.: What is life? a frenzy. what is life ? An illusion...

.: What is life? a frenzy. what is life ? An illusion...: My gesture that destroys The hill of ants The ants might think's inflicted by some godly being But I do not take myself to be divine.....

.: Der ewige Freide ist ein Traum, und nicht einmal e...

.: Der ewige Freide ist ein Traum, und nicht einmal e...: Everlasting peace is a dream,  and not even a pleasant one;  Say some... do they think ? Look at Africa... Very bad, how can be summar...

.: La Opinión...Reciprocidad Epístola a Jan...

.: La Opinión...Reciprocidad Epístola a Jan...: Ramón de Campo amor La Opinión Pobre Carolina mía ! Nunca la podre olvidar ! Ved lo que el mundo decía Viendo el féretro pasar; U...

La Opinión...Reciprocidad Epístola a Jan...

Ramón de Campo amor
La Opinión
Pobre Carolina mía !
Nunca la podre olvidar !
Ved lo que el mundo decía
Viendo el féretro pasar;

Un clérigo - Empiece el canto.
El doctor - ; Ceso el sufrir !
El padre - ; Me ahoga el Hanto !
La madre - ; quiero morir !

Un muchacho - ; que adornada !
Un joven - ; Era muy bella !
Una moza - ; Desgraciada !
Una vieja - ; Feliz ella !

"Duerme en paz !" dicen los buenos.
"Adiós !" dicen loa demás.
Un filosofo: - Uno menos.
Un poeta :- Un ángel mas !

.: There is something so winsome in you !

.: There is something so winsome in you !: Sparks of gold in your dreamy eyes, Under eyebrows like fir-tree boughs... Mating grouse in my fancy arise When I hear your unhurried, s...

.: We are born at nightfall and we die ere morn, And ...

.: We are born at nightfall and we die ere morn, And ...: How can we guess its truth, to darkness born, The obscure consequences of  absent glow ? Only the stars do teach us light. We grasp their s...

.: De rikeste stunder i menneskelivet er ikke ånden m...

.: De rikeste stunder i menneskelivet er ikke ånden m...: To a Prize Bird You suit me well; for you can make me laugh, Nor are you blinded by the chaff That every wind sends spinning from the r...

.: Hver vår er noen en smule mere og noen mindre enn ...

.: Hver vår er noen en smule mere og noen mindre enn ...: Gå inn i skogen ? Nei jeg tør ikke gå Hvor drømmenes grønne grantrær bor. Lytt til fuglene ! Nei jeg tør ikke tro Så rene toner. Skjønn...

.: I cannot tell you how it was; But this I know: It ...

.: I cannot tell you how it was; But this I know: It ...: Upon a bright and breezy day when April was young; ah pleasant Spring! As yet the poppies were not born Between the blades of tender cor...

.: We`ve got to have - We plot to have - For it`s so ...

.: We`ve got to have - We plot to have - For it`s so ...: Nun danket alle Gott: Now thank we all our God, With heart and hands and voices, Who wondrous things heat done, In whom his world rejo...

.: Human blunder usually do more to shape history tha...

.: Human blunder usually do more to shape history tha...: A CLEAR DAY IF ANY... The naked boughs of birch-trees Are hoary, as if in froth. the grove`s like a herd of reindeer Huddling in the f...

.: On the Bluff...

.: On the Bluff...: O Grandly flowing River ! O silver-gliding River ! Thy springing willows shiver In the sunset as of old; They shiver in the silence Of...

.: In a world...

.: In a world...: In a world where most people are hunched and swearty I know only one person equal to me in strength. In a world where there is so...

.: Nederlaget er som det visne løvet - - - av den mul...

.: Nederlaget er som det visne løvet - - - av den mul...: Guds hjerte vet vi ikke, men vi vet noe som oversvømmer oss som et regn over oss.

.: Vinker i vinden hverandre adjø et frø for å leve e...

.: Vinker i vinden hverandre adjø et frø for å leve e...: Ein einziger dankbarer Gedanke gen Himmel  ist das vollkommenste Gebet. One single grateful thought raised to heaven  is the most ...

.: Ingenting nytt ! No news !

.: Ingenting nytt ! No news !: Credo ut intellegam ... Jeg tror for å kunne forstå... I believe in order to understand... Salig er den som grunner over visdommen ...

.: Gott ist tot: aber so wie die Art der Menschen ist...

.: Gott ist tot: aber so wie die Art der Menschen ist...: Never stop because you are afraid - you  are never so likely to be wrong. Never keep a line of retreat: it is a wretched invention. Th...

.: Some are weather-wise, some are otherwise...

.: Some are weather-wise, some are otherwise...: Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace ! Where there is hatred let me sow love; Where there is injury, pardon; Where there is doubt,...

.: Der ewige Freide ist ein Traum, und nicht einmal e...

.: Der ewige Freide ist ein Traum, und nicht einmal e...: Everlasting peace is a dream,  and not even a pleasant one;  Say some... do they think ? Look at Africa... Very bad, how can be summar...

.: In a world...

.: In a world...: In a world where most people are hunched and swearty I know only one person equal to me in strength. In a world where there is so...

In a world...

In a world where most people
are hunched and swearty
I know only one person
equal to me in strength.

In a world where there is
so much to want
I know only one person
equal to me in power.

In a world where mould
and ivy cover everything
I know only one person - you -
who equals me in spirit.

.: La vida del campo...

.: La vida del campo...: Que descansada vida La del que huye el mundanal ruido, Y sigue la escondida Senda por donde han ido Los pocos sabios que en el m...

La vida del campo...

Que descansada vida
La del que huye el mundanal ruido,
Y sigue la escondida
Senda por donde han ido
Los pocos sabios que en el mundo han sido !

Que no le enturbia el pecho
De los soberbios grandes el estado,
Ni del dorado techo
Se admira fabricado
Del sabio moro, en jaspes sustentado;

No cura si la fama
Canta con voz su nombre pregonera,
Ni cura si encarama
La lengua lisonjera
Lo que condena la verdad sincera.

Que presta a mi contento,
Si soy del vano dedo senalado,
Si en busca de este viento
Ando desalentado
Con ansias vivas, con mortal cuidado ?

.: Dos besos tengo en la alma, Que no se apartan de m...

.: Dos besos tengo en la alma, Que no se apartan de m...: Translation of the above: Two kisses I have in the soul, Do not turn away from me: The last I give to my mother, And the first one...

Dos besos tengo en la alma, Que no se apartan de mi: El ultimo de mi madre, Y el primero que te di.

Translation of the above:


Two kisses I have in the soul,
Do not turn away from me:
The last I give to my mother,
And the first one I gave you...

.: Som du ingen kjenner galskapen uten bot og bedring...

.: Som du ingen kjenner galskapen uten bot og bedring...: Jeg ser ikke hva det er, men kanskje hva det betyr. Ønsker å leve i noen slags sammenheng. Ønsker orden - finne veien til meg selv; ...

Som du ingen kjenner galskapen uten bot og bedring! som du langt borte i sjelens øde... Vi ler, hva ler vi av?

Jeg ser ikke hva det er,
men kanskje hva det betyr.
Ønsker å leve i noen slags sammenheng.
Ønsker orden -
finne veien til meg selv; krype under en sten.
Eller ikke !
Det som lever under en sten; hvilken form har det?
Det som er innenfor er lett, tenk på vestavinden...
Blåser gjennom hvert ord, hver kjens-le...
Fra avstand kan en ikke redde noen,
Husk nærhet og omtanke er viktig.

Hvem elsker mest ?
De lyse eller de mørke ?
Vi elsker dem for bitterhetens skyld...
Nu vender vi blikket bort, og øyene
blunker i øyeblikket.

Eller er vi tvunget ...

.: I have seen him before... Or ?

.: I have seen him before... Or ?: I have been here before. But when or how I cannot tell; I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet, keen smell. The sighing sound, the...

.: The world is not a 'prison house', but a kind of k...

.: The world is not a 'prison house', but a kind of k...: This covers me, that erst had the blue sky. Put these inscriptions here, half knowing why...

.: A Match with the Moon...

.: A Match with the Moon...: Weary already, weary miles to-night I walked for bed; and so, to get some ease, I dogged the flying moon with similes In ponds; and caug...

.: I cannot tell you how it was; But this I know: It ...

.: I cannot tell you how it was; But this I know: It ...: Upon a bright and breezy day when April was young; ah pleasant Spring! As yet the poppies were not born Between the blades of tender cor...

.: I doubt, therefore I think...

.: I doubt, therefore I think...: Genius ?  At this moment... A hundred thousand brains are dreaming they're geniuses like me, And it may be that history won't remember...

.: I'm suffocating in the middle of all the problems ...

.: I'm suffocating in the middle of all the problems ...: Not one great idea, inspired notion, or imperial ambition worthy of a born emperor ! In the health service... No idea of structure, no ...

.: Et godt ord: et frø - Om hundre år skal fuglene by...

.: Et godt ord: et frø - Om hundre år skal fuglene by...: Det er med lykka som  med ville dyr i skogen: Den blir tillitsfull og nærmer seg leirplassen din når du ikke lenger jager etter den... ...

.: He can't think without his hat...

.: He can't think without his hat...: The significance of man is that he is that part of the universe that asks the questions, What is the significance of Man ? He alone can ...

.: We look before and after, And pine for what is not...

.: We look before and after, And pine for what is not...

.: For fools rush in where angels fear to tread...

.: For fools rush in where angels fear to tread...: The thunder of seas can be heard from afar, Their radiance dumbfounds and awes. No time has their water for respite and calm, Forever at...

.: Today we frankly recognize that democracy can be n...

.: Today we frankly recognize that democracy can be n...: Fifteen apparitions have I seen; The worse a coat upon a coat-hanger, With bonds from the "Pigs" Counter yes... Is it hope ?...

.: Credo in unum Deum, Patrem omnipotentem, factorem...

.: Credo in unum Deum, Patrem omnipotentem, factorem...: I believe in one God, the Father almighty, maker of heaven and earth, and of all things visible and invisible. A robe of seeming trut...

.: Hora de estrellas...

.: Hora de estrellas...: El silencio redondo de la noche sobre el pentagrama del infinito. Yo me salgo desnudo a la calle, maduro de versos perdidos. Lo neg...

.: Sin ningun viento, ,hazme caso ! Gira, corazon; g...

.: Sin ningun viento, ,hazme caso ! Gira, corazon; g...: Without any wind --- Look sharp ! --- Turn, heart. Turn, my heart... Things that go away never return --- everybody knows that. And in th...

.: When lovely woman stoops to folly...

.: When lovely woman stoops to folly...: And find to late the man in Love What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cove...

.: Life is like a very short visit to a toy shop betw...

.: Life is like a very short visit to a toy shop betw...: Let the world's sharpness, like a clasping knife, Shut in upon itself and do no harm to others In this close hand of Love, now soft and w...

.: I say to you; Do good. Why ? What do you gain by i...

.: I say to you; Do good. Why ? What do you gain by i...

.: Thinking is discomforting like walking in the rain...

.: Thinking is discomforting like walking in the rain...: Old Town (Obidos) I never kept sheep, But it`s as if I`d done so. My soul is like a shepherd. It knows wind and sun Walking hand in...

.: Det vi ga, har vi - Det vi brukte, hadde vi - Det ...

.: Det vi ga, har vi - Det vi brukte, hadde vi - Det ...: One after another, hard-pressed waves Curl in the green motion And hiss white foam into The brownness of sea shores Leisurely clouds ...

.: I think it better that at times like these: We let...

.: I think it better that at times like these: We let...: I`m a runaway when I was born They shut me up Inside myself. Ah, but I ran away. In my boat. If people get sick Of living in The sa...

.: I want there to be no channel for the water. I wan...

.: I want there to be no channel for the water. I wan...: I want there to be no eyes for the night, no flower of gold for my heart; and I want the oxen to talk to the big leaves, and the earthwo...

.: Sin ningun viento, ,hazme caso ! Gira, corazon; g...

.: Sin ningun viento, ,hazme caso ! Gira, corazon; g...: Without any wind --- Look sharp ! --- Turn, heart. Turn, my heart... Things that go away never return --- everybody knows that. And in th...

.: Hour of Stars... (translation)

.: Hour of Stars... (translation): The round silence of night, one note on the stave of the infinite. Ripe with lost poems, I step naked into the street. the blackne...

.: I love roads: The goddesses that dwell far along i...

.: I love roads: The goddesses that dwell far along i...: Roads go on While we forget, and are Forgotten like a star That shoots and is gone. On this earth 'tis sure' we men have not made an...

.: I built myself a house of glass: It took me years...

.: I built myself a house of glass: It took me years...: But it looks too magnificent. No neighbor casts a stone From where he dwells, in tenement Or palace of glass, alone.

.: Hvem gynger i natt på det voldsomme hav - Skipbrud...

.: Hvem gynger i natt på det voldsomme hav - Skipbrud...: O' Døve loser! blinde skippere ! Levende brødre ved mast og ror Jeg kaller på dere med vann i munn...

.: La gran tristeza...

.: La gran tristeza...: No puedes contemplare en el mar. Tus miradas se tronchan como tallos de luz. Noche de la tierra.

.: Song less your life now - Starless and fooled you ...

.: Song less your life now - Starless and fooled you ...: Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go ye...

.: Example is always more efficacious than precept......

.: Example is always more efficacious than precept......: If I could take a bit of the whole earth And get a taste of it, I'd be happier for a moment... But I don't always want to be happy. One...

.: People changed in their hearts, Changed all the gr...

.: People changed in their hearts, Changed all the gr...: I'll rise with the dawn's first glow And out in the chill I'll go. While here, there is nothing, no ! No snow, No, winter, No, burrow,...

.: Time, doesn't bring relief for "old" folks...

.: Time, doesn't bring relief for "old" folks...: Time does not bring relief; you all have lied Who told me time would ease me of my pain ! I miss her in the weeping of the rain; I want ...

.: Nederlaget er som det visne løvet - - - av den mul...

.: Nederlaget er som det visne løvet - - - av den mul...: Guds hjerte vet vi ikke, men vi vet noe som oversvømmer oss som et regn over oss.

.: The wind flapped loose, the wind was still, - Shak...

.: The wind flapped loose, the wind was still, - Shak...: Between my knees my forehead was, - My lips drawn in, said not Alas ! My hair was over in the grass, My naked ears heard the day pass. ...

.: Why were you born when the snow was falling ? You...

.: Why were you born when the snow was falling ? You...: How doth the little crocodile Improve his shining tail, And pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale ! How cheerfully he seems...

.: I doubt, therefore I think...

.: I doubt, therefore I think...: Genius ?  At this moment... A hundred thousand brains are dreaming they're geniuses like me, And it may be that history won't remember...

.: THE SWEDISH COTTAGE...

.: THE SWEDISH COTTAGE...: Here, far from all the pomp ambition seeks, Much sought, but only whilst untasted prais'd, content and Innocence, with rosy cheeks, Enjo...

.: On the Bluff...

.: On the Bluff...: O Grandly flowing River ! O silver-gliding River ! Thy springing willows shiver In the sunset as of old; They shiver in the silence Of...

.: Den halte springer når han er nødt...

.: Den halte springer når han er nødt...: I hjertet planlegger mannen sin ferd Men Herrer styrer hans gang eller... All that I think and feel, and so to wake The world; ...

.: Vinker i vinden hverandre adjø et frø for å leve e...

.: Vinker i vinden hverandre adjø et frø for å leve e...: Ein einziger dankbarer Gedanke gen Himmel  ist das vollkommenste Gebet. One single grateful thought raised to heaven  is the most ...

.: Et hjerte uten takknemlighet er som et lys uten ve...

.: Et hjerte uten takknemlighet er som et lys uten ve...: There is no way to peace. Peace is the way... Candy Is dandy But liquor Is quicker And one thing for sure Winter is coming...

.: Every day I will think of you ! Longing to see yo...

.: Every day I will think of you ! Longing to see yo...: Deiligst av alle gleder er Gleden for slett ingen ting. Ikke for noe du kan eller vil, Gleden for intet og Gleden for alt, Gleden for...

.: Say, it`s only a paper moon, Sailing over a cardbo...

.: Say, it`s only a paper moon, Sailing over a cardbo...: Jeg så en kvinne ved en elv Et tre i blomst, et fjell med snø for hver ting jeg så Ga jeg en dråpe av mitt blod. Og hjerte ga meg ...

.: Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail. Or kno...

.: Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail. Or kno...: People you might know ? Or... Most people ignore most poetry because Most poetry ignores most people Something won`t let me Wo...

.: Credo in unum Deum, Patrem omnipotentem, factorem...

.: Credo in unum Deum, Patrem omnipotentem, factorem...: I believe in one God, the Father almighty, maker of heaven and earth, and of all things visible and invisible. A robe of seeming trut...

.: Det er mangt et godt hode under en gammel hatt...

.: Det er mangt et godt hode under en gammel hatt...: I stripet badedrakt og ør av dødsforakt flyr den med hevet spyd midt i sin egen lyd. Et ondt og giftig stikk det korte øyeblikk av...

.: Song less your life now - Starless and fooled you ...

.: Song less your life now - Starless and fooled you ...: Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go ye...

.: Som du ingen kjente galskapen uten bot! Langt bort...

.: Som du ingen kjente galskapen uten bot! Langt bort...: Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced... Convent of Peninha Denne verden er blott en ørken, og en pilgrim føler det titt...

.: Der ewige Freide ist ein Traum, und nicht einmal e...

.: Der ewige Freide ist ein Traum, und nicht einmal e...: Everlasting peace is a dream,  and not even a pleasant one;  Say some... do they think ? Look at Africa... Very bad, how can be summar...

.: En tigger fra et land og folk... Tja som vi kanskj...

.: En tigger fra et land og folk... Tja som vi kanskj...: For meg må gjerne vakten gå i sort, så slapp jeg gjennom havets port. Når han etter trappevaskerenn titter, jeg ser mitt snitt og sniker...

.: Paisaje...

.: Paisaje...: El campo de olivos se abre y se cierra como un abanico. Sobre el olivar hay un cielo hundido y una lluvia oscura de luceros fríos. T...

.: God is love, but get it in writing...

.: God is love, but get it in writing...: Such a morning... It is when love leans through geranium windows and calls with a cockerel's tongue... When red-haired girls scampe...

.: On the Bluff...

.: On the Bluff...: O Grandly flowing River ! O silver-gliding River ! Thy springing willows shiver In the sunset as of old; They shiver in the silence Of...

.: Forbannet, sint, ur-sint --- på dårlige tider, str...

.: Forbannet, sint, ur-sint --- på dårlige tider, str...: Menneskene bygger sitt alltid nye strålende 'image' av flukt og sang over sten-gjerde, som med trass tier, vendt mot  en verden som eng...

.: Eternal questions...

.: Eternal questions...: What d'you hold holy? Where is your base? Who is your model? Tolstoy, Pessoa, Garcia or? Again? My hunting - gun idle till autumn ...

Eternal questions...

What d'you hold holy?
Where is your base?
Who is your model?
Tolstoy, Pessoa, Garcia or?
Again?

My hunting - gun idle till autumn arrives,
I languish struggling with these and the like
Tiresome, damnable, Long out of fashion,
Naive, infantile 
Eternal questions.

"Protect the weak?
Contain the strong?"
What if I can't?
What if I won't?
What if away from my pathway I've wandered?

I probe a new notion,
All dogma spurning;
"What if conscience
Is not class-determined?

"What if we mustn't
Shrug off
All pettiness,
Falsehood
And corruption
As of the past
Vestiges?"

I'm lost and I'm bogged,
I cannot see straight.
I've no faith in God,
And I'm at odds with Satan.

Hope not, or...

.: VENUS Así te vi.

.: VENUS Así te vi.: La joven muerta en la concha de la cama, desnuda de flor y brisa surgía en la luz perenne. Quedaba el mundo, lirio de algodón y so...

VENUS Así te vi.

La joven muerta
en la concha de la cama,
desnuda de flor y brisa
surgía en la luz perenne.

Quedaba el mundo,
lirio de algodón y sombra,
asomado a los cristales
viendo el transito infinito.

La joven muerta,
surcaba el amor por dentro.
Entre la espuma de las sabanas
se perdía su cabellera.

   

.: Som du ingen kjenner galskapen uten bot langt inne...

.: Som du ingen kjenner galskapen uten bot langt inne...: Jeg ser ikke hva det er, Men kanskje hva det betyr? Jeg ønsker å leve, Jeg ønsker orden! Finne veien tilbake til meg selv, Kanskje ...

Som du ingen kjenner galskapen uten bot langt inne i sjelens øde'

Jeg ser ikke hva det er,
Men kanskje hva det betyr?
Jeg ønsker å leve,
Jeg ønsker orden!
Finne veien tilbake til meg selv,
Kanskje krype under en sten?
Det som er innenfor er lett,
Det som er utenfor er???

Hvor lykkelig vi enn betrakter verden,
Dens dunkle fordeling av menneskelige goder!
Jeg vil 'smykke mitt øre med vellyst hørbart
kun i soloppgangen eller mot natten.
Når enhver stjerne lyser på det uberørte.
Og mitt øye skal jeg smykke med lyses gleder,
Som hverken kan gjemmes eller sees,
slikt som dufter på avstand og ikke kan løftes
Og flyttes hit og dit, derfor at det blir hos meg
Hvor-enn jeg er...

 
Huff, er det virkelig nødvendig, ja hva da...
Samle på fakta?
Da er jeg tapt. I fakta ble jeg fengslet i 
Jordens indre...
Fakta er som regnvann i en sølepytt:
Det har oppsamlet seg og dunster bort
Og igjen for å komme tilbake.
 Ja slik er våre tanker--- Kanskje fåfengt
Gjemme seg i jordens indre er det fåfengt?

.: PÅ natt vil følge lys og dag og etter striden fred...

.: PÅ natt vil følge lys og dag og etter striden fred...: Kort som vår sommer er det gledesbud, som ikke hjertes sanne fred kan  fremme. Og dette vidner klart en indre stemme, som alltid tale...

.: Åretak, stemmer, mennesker. En båt, en pike med so...

.: Åretak, stemmer, mennesker. En båt, en pike med so...: Den grenseløse sommer: Stjernene brenner, livet har rammet meg med "galskap". Den bunnløse elskov har rammet  meg med galskap, å for e...

.: Selfsame Song...

.: Selfsame Song...: A bird sings the selfsame song. With never a fault in its flow... That we listened to here those long Long years ago... A pleasing mar...

.: Baktalerens ord er som lekre retter, de synker ned...

.: Baktalerens ord er som lekre retter, de synker ned...: Lykkelig er han som får høre fritt ros og ømme ord; Ugreit er det når andres dom ligger i lukket bryst.

.: I doubt, therefore I think... But I am not conscie...

.: I doubt, therefore I think... But I am not conscie...: In the theatre of life, those who play the part of sincerity are, on the whole, the most convincing in their roles. Whether or...

.: L'amour, tel qu'il existe dans la society, n'est q...

.: L'amour, tel qu'il existe dans la society, n'est q...: Love, in the form in which it exists in society, is nothing but the exchange of two fantasies and the superficial contact of two bodies.....

.: Under the wide and starry sky, dig the grave and l...

.: Under the wide and starry sky, dig the grave and l...: This be the verse you grave for me; Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the ...

.: Jeg snakket høyt med deg om det ingen i verden vet...

.: Jeg snakket høyt med deg om det ingen i verden vet...: ... For dagen er du, og lyset er du, solen er du, og sommeren er du, og hele det vakre, vakre, ventende livet er du !

.: Hour of Stars... (translation)

.: Hour of Stars... (translation): The round silence of night, one note on the stave of the infinite. Ripe with lost poems, I step naked into the street. the blackne...

.: Do we like the Cymry ?...

.: Do we like the Cymry ?...: We like the Cymry. We are at peace, asleep in Heaven. these trees, fields and rivers, these crosses on hewn stone, aren't they all one...

.: CAMPANA (Bordon)

.: CAMPANA (Bordon): En la torre amarilla dobla una campana. Sobre el viento amarillo se abren las campanadas. en la torre amarilla cesa la campana....

.: Hoffung...

.: Hoffung...: Wie des morgens helle licht. Die dunklen 'nachts durchbricht, Und die ganze welt erfrout Mit des tages herlichkeit. So wann grosse tr...

.: Skal vi avlegge en visitt på ideenes torg og sikre...

.: Skal vi avlegge en visitt på ideenes torg og sikre...: Regjeringen har begynt det store salget; For en billig penge kan en få kjøpt prima sannheter og solmodne overbevisninger... Eller ska...

.: The human condition...

.: The human condition...: Man knows that the world is not made on a human scale; and he wishes that it were...

.: Ensomhet er ikke å være alene, det er å ikke ha no...

.: Ensomhet er ikke å være alene, det er å ikke ha no...: I alle dager er det et lite hjerte og en åpen hånd. Kanskje hver dag er et liv for seg. Morgenen har sin lov og kvelden har sin og om n...

.: Life is like a very short visit to a toy shop betw...

.: Life is like a very short visit to a toy shop betw...: Let the world's sharpness, like a clasping knife, Shut in upon itself and do no harm to others In this close hand of Love, now soft and w...

.: Tårene...

.: Tårene...: Tårene En nyutsprungen rose var i mitt knapphull, sterk brennende morgensol, på gresset lyste det i duggen som diamanter. Tross a...

.: The Hourglass...

.: The Hourglass...: The sand lay still and the sunshine scorched Its yellow, loose pate, all a shine. One pinch was soldered in glass with a torch; Now w...

.: Tårene...

.: Tårene...: Tårene En nyutsprungen rose var i mitt knapphull, sterk brennende morgensol, på gresset lyste det i duggen som diamanter. Tross a...

.: A faithful friend is the medicine of life...

.: A faithful friend is the medicine of life...: Emotions and desires are the stains of humanity that must be removed from the soul when it seeks to be scientific. The esthetic feeling...

.: What is life? a frenzy. what is life ? An illusion...

.: What is life? a frenzy. what is life ? An illusion...: My gesture that destroys The hill of ants The ants might think's inflicted by some godly being But I do not take myself to be divine.....

.: Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too...

.: Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too...: I am for the woods against the world, But are the woods for me? I have been young, and now I am not old; And I have seen the righteous f...

.: L'amour est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; - ...

.: L'amour est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; - ...: L'absence est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; Il eteint le petit, il allume le grand. Enn så lenge får jeg klare meg med ?... Ab...

.: The Hourglass...

.: The Hourglass...: The sand lay still and the sunshine scorched Its yellow, loose pate, all a shine. One pinch was soldered in glass with a torch; Now w...

The Hourglass...

The sand lay still and the sunshine scorched
Its yellow, loose pate, all a shine.
One pinch was soldered in glass with a torch;
Now watch
How the sand measures time.

Not for years - just for minutes the hourglass will run,
Yet time we control within it:
When the sand runs out, turn the glass upside down
And the end, will become the beginning.

It seems to me, too, that I am the same:
Towards night, when my energy's on the wane,
I drop off like dead on a bed or sofa.
Then at dawn I get up, hale and hearty again,
As if I had been turned over.

and maybe, our death is similar too:
Our friends fresh pine-planks prepare,
Yet death simply turns us over anew,
Like an hourglass; again year by year runs through,
And we never know wear or tear...

.: La gran tristeza...

.: La gran tristeza...: No puedes contemplare en el mar. Tus miradas se tronchan como tallos de luz. Noche de la tierra.

La gran tristeza...

No puedes contemplare
en el mar.
Tus miradas se tronchan
como tallos de luz.
Noche de la tierra.

.: Hvorfor ? Por que ?

.: Hvorfor ? Por que ?: Hvorfor?                                                                          Por que? Hvorfor er verden så kald?                      ...

.: Barefoot over the earth!

.: Barefoot over the earth!: Shavings curl on the beach Which berry-smells fill. A cottage grows up On Sintras hill In half-an-hour`s walk From the village My ...

.: Prayer: Our Lady of Useless Tears, Thine is my he...

.: Prayer: Our Lady of Useless Tears, Thine is my he...: It is useless to pray to thee. But my heart is full of pain. Thy glance would be charity, Even if the look were disdain. Give me that I ...

.: Takknemlighet er hjertes hukommelse !... Tenk dage...

.: Takknemlighet er hjertes hukommelse !... Tenk dage...: Barn av reinbuen. Fantastisk hvor en slik spontan markering og hvor mange som møtte opp.

.: The human condition...

.: The human condition...: Man knows that the world is not made on a human scale; and he wishes that it were...

.: Up an down the City Road, In and out the fancy res...

.: Up an down the City Road, In and out the fancy res...: Did you ever notice that when  a politician does get an idea he usually gets it all wrong... Honesty is a good thing but, it is not...

.: That innuendos Will serve him no longer in verse o...

.: That innuendos Will serve him no longer in verse o...: Do not despair For Johnny-head-in-air; He sleeps as sound As Johnny underground Fetch out no shroud For Johnny-in-the-cloud; And kee...

.: Man stirrer seg blind på meninger og ser ikke menn...

.: Man stirrer seg blind på meninger og ser ikke menn...: Storm A thunderstorm is bending the earth I seek oblivion in slumber. Perhaps I`ll dream of your eyes, Perhaps I`ll see you smile so t...

.: Soweit wir zu erkennenvermøgen, ist es der einzige...

.: Soweit wir zu erkennenvermøgen, ist es der einzige...: As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle  a light in the darkness of mere being... Å, elske imens d...

.: False to my nature ? Rather say I play... The man ...

.: False to my nature ? Rather say I play... The man ...: The lost time; We count hours and days Stress or the same as... What time... we need to live ? On this earth is precious time, why ? ...

.: Wo die Libe herrscht, da gibt es keinen Machtwille...

.: Wo die Libe herrscht, da gibt es keinen Machtwille...: Where love rules, there is no will to power, and where power predominates, love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other...

.: Det som engang var...

.: Det som engang var...: Det blir nok sommer igjen, Den sommer som var kommer aldri tilbake...

Det som engang var...

Det blir nok sommer igjen,
Den sommer som var
kommer aldri tilbake...

.: L'amour est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; - ...

.: L'amour est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; - ...: L'absence est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; Il eteint le petit, il allume le grand. Enn så lenge får jeg klare meg med ?... Ab...

.: Tårene...

.: Tårene...: Tårene En nyutsprungen rose var i mitt knapphull, sterk brennende morgensol, på gresset lyste det i duggen som diamanter. Tross a...

Tårene...

Tårene
En nyutsprungen rose
var i mitt knapphull,
sterk brennende morgensol,
på gresset lyste det i duggen
som diamanter.

Tross at mitt humør var formørket ...
jeg følte gråten trenge seg fram og
tunge perler på øyelokket hang.

I tårene var ikke duggens letthet;
i dem var hjertekvaelens vel lystige
bløte tretthet...

Jeg lot dem rolig renne nedover
mitt kinn, som når en "syk" ser
strålen av armens blodkar springe.

Jeg gråter ikke ofte,
men på de fagre planter falt tårene,
og funklet som duggens diamanter.

O, det er hjertekvaelens historie,
den har sin martyr-time,
den har sin helgenglorie...

.: QUERIES...

.: QUERIES...: All things unto me are queries That from normal-nest asking wearies                   My heart Things are and seem, and nothing bear...

QUERIES...

All things unto me are queries
That from normal-nest asking wearies
                  My heart
Things are and seem, and nothing bears
The secret of life wears...

All things' presence e' er is asking
Question of disturbing pain
With dreadful hesitation tasking
                   My brain
How false is truth ? How much doth seem
Since dreams are all and all's a dream...

Before mystery my will failed
Torn with war within the mind or...
and reason like a coward quaileth
                     To find
More than themselves all things reveal
Yet that they with themselves conceal...