THE GOD SLEEPS
The god sleeps in his glory under your protection, Julieta;
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A spear of love blushes in your arm;
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His berceuse was white, your berceuse is purple …
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You were a rose in his bed, you are a lily on his grave.
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—The serpents of the world, pointed, spy upon
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The suspecting celestial doves in your flesh. —
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The god sleeps, Julieta; his pillow is made of stars
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Polished by your hand, and your shadow is his robe;
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The sleepless watch of your star-gazing
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In the night, sole rival of your charm.
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—And the beautiful serpents, inflamed, meditate
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On the soft doves that sleep upon your body.—
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And the god will awake, no one knows what day,
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No one dreams in what land of glorification.
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If he fell asleep crying, may he smile upon awakening …
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In the moon-white vase of your melancholy
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Rescue, like a pink diamond, your heart.
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And rescue him from everything upon your heart!
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Análisis métrico
18
Versos
12.6
Media silábica
226
Sílabas totales