For those who were treated to "The Truce" to whom God said, God , my God to the suffering of Martin Santomé the day he loses his beloved. For those not satisfied with the last page where the main character Mario Benedetti wrote reserves dying of Avellaneda's letter ... for all this wonderful text found on a shelf of used books ... enjoy it.
Martin Santomé You do not know
as I now wanted
all the time in the world to want
but I will not convene with my
since even if
was not dying yet
then die
only about your sadness. You
Martin Santomé
not know how I struggled to follow
living as I wished to live to live
but I must be lazy tease
life because I'm dying Santomé.
clear you do not know
because I've never said even
those nights you. I discovered
with their hands free incredulous
you do not know how I value
its simple courage to love me.
Martin symptoms do not know you
and I know I do not know
because I saw his eyes clearing
fear the unknown.
not know that it is not
old could not be
in any case beyond their years you
I am sure to love it.
Martin Santomé You do not know
that pretty well says Avellaneda
somehow invented
my name with his love.
You're the answer I expected
a question that never I made
you are my man and I
leaving
you are my man and I
flagging.
Martin Santomé you do not know
at least not known in this waiting
that sad to see the joy
closed without notice
a brutal slam.
rare
but I feel I'm going away
you and me.
we were so close to my
you and perhaps because living
is that it be
near and I'm dying Santomé
not know you
that dark silent how far do you
Martín Martín how was
names
I fall I'm falling myself
you anyway
can neither imagine
that one will be my death
without
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