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Disillusionment

Disillusionment (Español)

    Ya, desengaño mío,
llegasteis al extremo
que pudo en vuestro ser
verificar el serlo.

    Todo los habéis perdido;
mas no todo, pues creo
que aun a costa es de todo
barato el escarmiento.

    No envidiaréis de amor
los gustos lisonjeros:
que está un escarmentado
muy remoto del riesgro.

    El no esperar alguno
me sirve de consuelo;
que también es alivio
el no buscar remedio.

    En la pérdida misma
los alivios encuentro:
pues si perdi el tesoro,
también se perdió el miedo.

    No tener qué perder
me sirve de sosiego;
que no teme ladrones,
desnudo, el pasajero.

    Ni aun la libertad misma
tenerla por bien quiero:
que luego será daño
si por tal la poseo.

    No quiero más cuidados
de bienes tan inciertos,
sino tener el alma
como que no la tengo.

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Disillusionment (English)

    Disillusionment,
this is the bitter end,
this proves you're rightly called
the end of illusion.

   You've made me lose all,
yet no, losing all
is not paying too dear
for being undeceived.

   No more will you envy
the allurements of love,
for one undeceived
has no risk left to run.

   It's some consolation
to be expecting none:
there's relief to be found
in seeking no cure.

   In loss itself
I find assuagement:
having lost the treasure,
I've nothing to fear.

   Having nothing to lose
brings peace of mind:
one traveling without funds
need not fear thieves.

   Liberty itself
for me is no boon:
if I hold it such,
it will soon be my bane.

   No more worries for me
over boons so uncertain:
I will own my very soul
as if it were not mine.



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