…and I will leave,
But the birds will stay, singing:
and my garden will stay, with it’s green tree,
with it’s water well.
Many afternoons the sky will be blue and placid,
and the bells in the belfry, will chime,
as they are chiming this very afternoon,
The people who have loved me will pass away,
and the town will burst anew every year
But my spirit will always wander, nostalgic,
in the same peaceful corner of my garden
Juan Ramon Jimenez (1881 – 1958)
