At Peace

Amado Nervo

Very near my sunset, I bless you, life,

because you never gave me unfailing hope,

nor unfair labors, nor undeserved sorrow;

because I see at the end of my rough path

that I was the architect of my own destiny;

that if I extracted the honey or the gall from things,

it was because I put in them delicious gall or honeys:

when I planted rosebushes, I always gathered roses.

...True, winter will follow my youthful vigor:

but you never told me that May would be eternal!

I undoubtedly found long the nights of my sorrows;

but you didn't promise me only good nights;

and in return I had some saintly serene ones...

I loved, I was loved, the sun caressed my face.

Life, you owe me nothing! Life, we are at peace!

Nota del traductor (DeepSeek):
“Amado Nervo tiene una poesía profunda y serena, y traté de mantener su tono reflexivo y la musicalidad del verso en inglés.”