La Noche Oscura Del Alma
\nSan Juan De La Cruz<\/p>\n
Can\u00e7iones del alma que se go\u00e7a d\u2019auer llegado al alto estado de la perfec\u00e7ion, que es la union con Dios, por el camino de la nega\u00e7ion espiritual<\/p>\n
En una noche obscura,
\ncon ansias en amores imflamada,
\n\u00a1oh dichosa uentura!
\nsali sin ser notada,
\nestando ya mi casa sosegada.<\/p>\n
A escuras y segura,
\npor la secreta escala disfra\u00e7ada,
\n\u00a1oh dichosa uentura!
\na escuras y en\u00e7elada,
\nestando ya mi casa sosegada.<\/p>\n
En la noche dichosa,
\nen secreto, que nadie me ueya,
\nni yo miraua cosa,
\nsin otra luz ni guia
\nsino la que en el cora\u00e7on ardia.<\/p>\n
Aquesta me guiaua
\nmas cierto que la luz del mediodia,
\nadonde me esperaua
\nquien yo bien me sabia,
\nen parte donde nadie parecia.<\/p>\n
\u00a1Oh noche que me guiaste!
\n\u00a1oh noche amable mas que el aluorada!,
\n\u00a1oh noche que juntaste
\namado con amada,
\namada en el amado transformada!<\/p>\n
Y en mi pecho florido,
\nque entero para el solo se guardaua,
\nalli quedo dormido,
\ny yo le regalaua,
\ny el ventalle de cedros ayre daua.<\/p>\n
El ayre de la almena,
\ncuando ya sus cabellos esparzia,
\ncon su mano serena
\nen mi cuello heria,
\ny todos mis sentidos suspendia.<\/p>\n
Quedeme y oluideme,
\nel rostro recline sobre el amado,
\nceso todo, y dexeme,
\ndexando mi cuidado
\nentre las a\u00e7ucenas olvidado.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
1. One dark night,
\nfired with love’s urgent longings
\n– ah, the sheer grace! –
\nI went out unseen,
\nmy house being now all stilled.<\/p>\n
2. In darkness, and secure,
\nby the secret ladder, disguised,
\n– ah, the sheer grace! –
\nin darkness and concealment,
\nmy house being now all stilled.<\/p>\n
3. On that glad night,
\nin secret, for no one saw me,
\nnor did I look at anything,
\nwith no other light or guide
\nthan the one that burned in my heart.<\/p>\n
4. This guided me
\nmore surely than the light of noon
\nto where he was awaiting me
\n– him I knew so well –
\nthere in a place where no one appeared.<\/p>\n
5. O guiding night!
\nO night more lovely than the dawn!
\nO night that has united
\nthe Lover with his beloved,
\ntransforming the beloved in her Lover.<\/p>\n
6. Upon my flowering breast
\nwhich I kept wholly for him alone,
\nthere he lay sleeping,
\nand I caressing him
\nthere in a breeze from the fanning cedars.<\/p>\n
7. When the breeze blew from the turret,
\nas I parted his hair,
\nit wounded my neck
\nwith its gentle hand,
\nsuspending all my senses.<\/p>\n
8. I abandoned and forgot myself,
\nlaying my face on my Beloved;
\nall things ceased; I went out from myself,
\nleaving my cares
\nforgotten among the lilies.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
From:\u00a0THE COLLECTED WORKS OF ST. JOHN OF THE CROSS<\/strong>, translated by Kieran Kavanaugh, OCD, and Otilio Rodriguez, OCD, revised edition (1991). \u00a0Copyright 1991\u00a0ICS Publications<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" La Noche Oscura Del Alma San Juan De La Cruz Can\u00e7iones del alma que se go\u00e7a d\u2019auer llegado al alto estado de la perfec\u00e7ion, que es la union con Dios, por el camino de la nega\u00e7ion espiritual En una noche … Continue reading