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.”