You may remember my post on May, 1st, in which I intended to give rightful credit to Alfredo Cuervo Barrero on his poem Fall Forbidden and which keeps circulating on the web under Neruda's authorship .
Well, I contacted him to request permission to publish his poem on my blog with my own translation. After an exchange of emails I got his permission and warm thanks for extending his work via my blog. What is really important?,
I look inside the answer,
and I find it so hard to find.
False ideas invade my mind,
accustomed to masking what it does not understand,
stunned in a world of unrealistic illusions, where vanity, fear, wealth,
violence, hatred, indifference,
become beloved heroes,
do not wonder me that there is so much confusion,
so much distance from everything, so much disappointment!
You ask me how you can be happy,
How many lies can you live with,
Although for me, here, now and forever:
It is forbidden to cry without learning,
get up one day without knowing what to do,fear of my memories,
I feel only once.
It is forbidden not to smile at problems,
do not fight for what I want,
leave everything for fear,
no to make my dreams come true.
It is forbidden not to show you my love,
make you pay my doubts and my bad mood
It's forbidden to let my friends,More news: Composting | Meter
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not try to understand what we live,
call them only when I need them, do not see that we too are different.
It is forbidden not to be me before people,
pretend to people who do not import,
I do not believe in my god and find my destiny,
p> to be afraid of life and its punishments,
not to live every day as if it were a last breath.
It is forbidden to miss you without rejoicing,
hate the moments that made me love you,
All because our paths have stopped hugging,
forget our past and pay it with our present.
It is forbidden not to create my story
stop to thank my family for my life,
not have a moment for people who need me,
no to understand that what life gives us, also takes it away.
Alfredo Cuervo Barrero
And here's my English tranlation of the poem:
IT IS FORBIDDEN
What is really important for me? / p>
False ideas invade my mind,
So used to disgui
Violence, hatred, indifference,
Become a hero,
I am not surprised that there is so much confusion,
So much remoteness from everything, so much disappointment!
You ask me how one can be happy,
Although it is for everyone to answer themselves, although it is forbidden to cry without learning,
To get up one day without knowing what to do,
To fear my memories,
To ever feel lonely.
It is not forbidden to smile at problems ,
Not to fight for what I desire,
To abandon everything because of fear,
Not to make my dreams come true.
It is forbidden not to show you how much I love you,
To make you pay for my insecurity and my bad moods, never happened,
I remember you only when I miss you.
It's not forbidden to be with people,
To pretend with people that I do not care for,
To play the fool so that I will be remembered,
To forget about all those who love me.
It is not forbidden to do things by myself,
Not to believe in my god and find my destiny,
To fear life and its retribution, live every day as if it were a last breath.
It is forbidden to miss you without being happy,
To hate the moments that made me love you, embracing,
To forget our past and pay for it with our present.
It is not forbidden to try and understand the others, br> Not to know that everyone has their own path and happiness, To feel that without them the world ends.
It is forbidden not to create my story,
To stop thanking my family for my life,
Not to have one moment for the people who need me,
Not to understand that wha Alfredo Cuervo Barrero