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“Por amar sin conocer la amargura del alma del prodigo, es que luego se odia por haber probado de su sabor.”

Sep 18th at 9PM / via: habz / op: habz / tagged: bitch please. love. ha!. / reblog / 1 note

Oda a Afrodita

"Inmortal celeste, de ornado trono,
dolotrenzadora, Afrodita, atiende:
no atormentes mas con pesar y angustias
                                            [mi alma, señora,
sino ven aquí, si mi voz de lejos
otra vez oíste y me escuchaste
y dejando atrás la dorada casa patria viniste,
tras uncir el carro: gorriones lindos
a la negra tierra tiraban prestos
con sus fuertes alas batiendo el aire desde
                                                     [los cielos.
Y llegaron pronto, y tu, dichosa,
con divino rostro me sonreias
preguntando que me pasaba y como yo te
                                                      [llamaba
y que prefiero que en mi alma loca
me suceda ahora: “¿A quien deseas
que a tu amor yo lleve? Ay dime, Safo, ¿quien
                                                 [te hace daño?
Pues, si huyo de ti, pronto ira a buscarte;
si aceptar no quiso, dará regalos;
te amara bien pronto , si no te ama, aun sin
                                                     [quererlo”.
Ven también ahora y de amargas penas
líbrame, y otorga lo que mi alma
ver cumplido ansia, y en esta guerra se mi
                                                        [aliada.
Me parece igual a los dioses ese
hombre que ahora esta frente a ti sentado,
y tu dulce voz a tu lado escucha mientras
                                                    [le hablas
y tu amable risa; lo cual, te juro,
en mi pecho el alma saltar ha hecho:
pues te miro apenas y mis palabras ya no
                                                   [me salen

se me queda rota la lengua y, suave,
por la piel un fuego me corre al punto,
por mis ojos ya nada veo, y oigo solo un zum-
                                                               [bido,
me destila un frio sudor y enera
un temblor me apresa, y cual la paja
amarilla estoy y mi muerte siento poco ale-
                                                           [jada.
Pero todo habra que sufrirlo, incluso…

Ode to Aphrodite

Aphrodite, subtle of soul and deathless,
Daughter of God, weaver of wiles, I pray thee
Neither with care, dread Mistress, nor with anguish,
Slay thou my spirit!

But in pity hasten, come now if ever
From afar of old when my voice implored thee,
Thou hast deigned to listen, leaving the golden
House of thy father

With thy chariot yoked; and with doves that drew thee,
Fair and fleet around the dark earth from heaven,
Dipping vibrant wings down he azure distance,
Through the mid-ether;

Very swift they came; and thou, gracious Vision,
Leaned with face that smiled in immortal beauty,
Leaned to me and asked, “What misfortune threatened?
Why I had called thee?”

"What my frenzied heart craved in utter yearning,
Whom its wild desire would persuade to passion?
What disdainful charms, madly worshipped, slight thee?
Who wrongs thee, Sappho?”

"She that fain would fly, she shall quickly follow,
She that now rejects, yet with gifts shall woo thee,
She that heeds thee not, soon shall love to madness,
Love thee, the loth one!

Come to me now thus, Goddess, and release me
From distress and pain; and all my distracted
Heart would seek, do thou, once again fulfilling,
Still be my ally!”

En la oscuridad..

Se ve el resplandor de tu alma sensible,
que se irradia en un amor insaciable...
En la mirada se opaca el dolor y en tus
labios se escapa el sentir de la amargura..

Pintoresca como la muerte de una rosa en invierno..
Tu arduo sufrimiento aplaca mi alma con locura siniestra,
y en donde las tenues lineas de mi cara forman,
la inolvidable curva paulatina…

Si solo comprendieras mi pervertida diversión,
en observar desde la inerte oscuridad
y verte feliz como una lombriz…

- Kurisu

Today I remember fondly..

And laugh, at the days where you accused me of witchcraft. Out of fear of not understanding why you loved me… You poor fool, I enthralled you and your family with my charm, abated your desires with my body and gave into every one of your whims. That was not a spell or potion, that was simply love.

But,
love is not enough, as you so well know… And what once gave you pleasure now gives you misery. Rejoice in the memory, as I so fondly do. The bitter rhapsody awaits all who open their heart… For you know not what you do.

Teddy needs a new heart…

“Now you’ve gone and DONE IT! HOPE YOU’RE HAPPY! In the county PENITENTIARY! It SERVES YOU RIGHT! For kissing little girls… But, I’ll visit. If you miss me…”

Sep 3rd at 2PM / tagged: The Dresden Dolls!. Missed Me. song. / reblog / 1 note