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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Spanish ¡Oh, tú que duermes tan hondo que no despiertas!Milagrosas de vivas, milagrosas de muertas,Y por muertas y vivas eternamente abiertas,Alguna noche en duelo yo encuentro tus pupilas Bajo un trapo de sombra o una blonda de luna.Bebo en ellas la Calma como en una laguna.Por hondas, por calladas, por buenas, por tranquilas Un lecho o una tumba parece cada una. English O you who sleep so deep you cannot wake!Every night in mourning I come upon your pupils,Miraculous in life, miraculous in death,And in life and death eternally open.Beneath a remnant of shade or silk lace of moon,I drink their calm as I would a lagoon.For depth, for silence, for goodness, for peacefulness. Each one seeming a bed or a tomb.
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Spanish ¡Oh, tú que duermes tan hondo que no despiertas!Milagrosas de vivas, milagrosas de muertas,Y por muertas y vivas eternamente abiertas,Alguna noche en duelo yo encuentro tus pupilas Bajo un trapo de sombra o una blonda de luna.Bebo en ellas la Calma como en una laguna.Por hondas, por calladas, por buenas, por tranquilas Un lecho o una tumba parece cada una. English O you who sleep so deep you cannot wake!Every night in mourning I come upon your pupils,Miraculous in life, miraculous in death,And in life and death eternally open.Beneath a remnant of shade or silk lace of moon,I drink their calm as I would a lagoon.For depth, for silence, for goodness, for peacefulness. Each one seeming a bed or a tomb.