Soneto
Por qué me descubriste en mi abandono.
Con qué tortura me arrancaste un beso.
Por qué me incendiaste de deseo
si yo estaba tan bien muerta de sueño.
Con qué mentira abriste mi secreto,
de qué romance antiguo me robaste.
Con qué rayo de luz me iluminaste
si yo estaba tan bien muerta de miedo.
Por qué no me dejaste adormecida
y me indicaste el mar, con qué navío,
y me dejaste sola sin salida.
Por qué dejaste aquel lugar vacío.
Con qué derecho cambiaste mi vida
si yo estaba tan bien muerta de frío.
Sonnet
Why did you catch me in my abandonment.
With what torture did you steal a kiss from me.
Why did you set me on fire with desire
when I was so peacefully dead asleep.
With what lie did you open my secret,
from what ancient romance did you steal from me.
With what ray of light did you illuminate me
when I was so peacefully dead with fear.
Why didn't you let me sleep
and you showed me the sea, with what ship,
and you left me alone with no way out.
Why did you leave that place empty.
With what right did you change my life
when I was so peacefully dead with cold.