It’s funny how after an emotionally exhausting day, just mere moments of discussing a new film project can bring a smile to my face. I won’t get into the gritty details of just how emotionally draining life has been recently but suffice it to say that I was shocked to end the day on such a positive note.
The conversation led me to revisit one of my favorite poems, originally written in (broken) Spanish, and translated for your convenience below. I’m not one to toot my own horn, (or maybe I am but not before complaining that the horn isn’t as good as that guy‘s horn) but I happen to love this poem. I feel that its imagery can be manipulated and turned into a beautiful film. I believe this poem will serve as inspiration for my next short film and I can only hope to be blessed with a cast and crew as wonderful as I had on my last project (“Happy Hour”- Coming soon to a computer near you!).
If you’ve never seen it before, here’s a preview:
Hasta La Primavera
Las flores están creciendo
Los pajaros están cantando.
El sol es tan brillante.
Yo bienvenido la primavera y
Doy mi despedida al amor.
Mi corazón está rompiendo
Pero estoy sonríendo
Como quiere la gente.
No hay tristeza en la primavera.
No se permite.
Hace una mes que tu me marchaste
Y no hay un minuto que no estoy pensando en ti.
Las flores están creciendo.
Los pajaros están cantando.
El sol es tan brillante.
Tan brillante que no puedo ver nada.
Mi mente, mi corazón y tambien mis ojos
Solo te pueden ver.
Estoy ciega a cause de ti.
Yo quiero ver las flores.
Yo quiero oír los pajaros.
Yo quiero ver la luz.
Yo quiero sentirme la primavera.
Tu has robado mi corazón.
Mi amor.
Mi vida.
No te extraño.
Yo me extraño.
Extraño mi amor de la primavera.
No te extraño más.
Ahora, yo te puedo dar mi despedida.
Ahora tengo que decir hola a mi amor pasado.
La primavera.
Las flores están creciendo
Los pajaros están cantando.
El sol es tan brillante
Y yo puedo ver toda.
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The flowers are growing
The birds are singing
The sun is so bright.
I welcome the spring and
Bid farewell to love.
My heart is breaking,
But I am smiling
As the people want.
There is no sadness in the spring.
It is not allowed.
It has been one month since you left me
And not a minute goes by that I do not think of you.
The flowers are growing.
The birds are singing.
The sun is so bright.
So bright that I can see nothing.
My mind, my heart and my eyes
Can see only you.
I am blind because of you.
I want to see the flowers.
I want to her the birds.
I want to see the light.
I want to feel the spring.
You have stolen my heart.
My love.
My life.
I don’t miss you.
I miss myself.
I miss my love of the spring.
I will miss you no more.
Now, I can bid you farewell.
Now I must say hell to my past love.
The spring.
The flowers are growing.
The birds are singing.
The sun is so bright
And I can see everything.