Juan Ramón Jiménez, "Road"

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ROAD

   They are all asleep, below.
                                       Above, awake,
the helmsman and I.

   He, watching the compass needle, lord
of the bodies, with their keys turned
in the locks. I, with my eyes
toward the infinite, guiding
the open treasures of the souls.


JUAN RAMON JIMENEZ

Translated by Robert Bly



RUTA

   Todos duermen, abajo.
                                     Arriba, alertas,
el timonel y yo.

   El, mirando la aguya, dueño de
los cuerpos, con sus llaves
echadas. Yo, los ojos
en lo infinito, guiando
los tesoros abiertos de las almas.