IF U FORGET ME

i want u to know one thing.

u know how this is:
if i look at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autmn at my window
if i touch near the fire the imalpable ash
or the wrinkled bodyy of the log
everything carries me to you
as if everythin exits aromas metals light
were little boats that sail toward
those isles of yours that wait for mee

well now if little by little you stoip loving mee, i shall stop loving you little by litte
if suddenly you forget mee do not look for mee
for i shall have already forgotten you
if you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life and you decide
to leave me at shore of the heart wher i have roots
remeber that on that day and on that hour my rots will set off and seek another land

but if each hour you feel you are destined for mee with implacable sweeteness if each daty a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me
ah my love ah my own
in me all that fire is repeated
in me nothing is extinguisehed or forgotten
my love feeds on your love beloved
and ass long you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine

-Pablo Neruda