حين فكرت أن النافذة صارت منسية تذكرت نصاً جميلاً لبابلو نيرودا
أرجو أن تنال القصيدة استحسانكم
If you forget me
I want you to know
.one thing
:You know how this is
if I look
at the crystal moon at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log
everything carries me to you
as if everything that exists
aromas light metals
were little boats
.that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me
Well now
if little by little you stop loving me
.I shall stop loving you little by little
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me
.for I shall already have 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 the shore
of the heart where I have roots
remember
that on that day
at that hour
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
.to seek another land
But
if each day each hour
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness
if each day 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 extinguished or forgotten
my love feeds on your love beloved
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine
Pablo Neruda