Sunday, April 15, 2007

2010 Santa Fe Remote Starter

Queen (Pablo Neruda ) for

THE QUEEN

I have named you queen.
There are taller than you, taller.
There are purer than you, purer.
you are more beautiful, more beautiful.
But you're the queen.
When you go through the streets
no one recognizes you.
No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks
the red carpet of gold
you walk you pass,
the nonexistent carpet.


And when you appear all the rivers sound
in my body, shake heaven
bells,
and a hymn fills the world.

Just you and I,
just you and me, my love,
listen.





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