I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way.

I learned about life

from life itself,

love I learned in a single kiss

and could teach no one anything

except that I have lived

with something in common among men,

when fighting with them,

when saying all their say in my song.

Pablo Neruda- "Ode to the Book,

Every day you play with the light of the universe.

from all the graces of my homeland
I chose only your savage heart.

I love you without knowing how, nor when, nor from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you this way because I know no other way to love,

I love you like the plant that does not bloom
and carries in itself, hidden, the light of those flowers,