Pablo Neruda - Lone Gentleman lyrics

The gay young men and the love-sick girls, and the abandoned widows suffering in sleepless delirium, and the young pregnant wives of thirty hours, and the raucous cats that cruise my garden in the shadows, like a necklace of pulsating oysters of s** surround my lonely residence, like enemies lined up against my soul, like conspirators in bedroom clothes who exchange long deep kisses to order. The radiant summer leads to lovers in predictable melancholic regiments, made of fat and skinny, sad and happy pairings: under the elegant coconut palms, near the ocean and the moon, goes an endless movement of trousers and dresses, a whisper of silk stockings being caressed, and womens breasts that sparkle like eyes. The little employee, after it all, after the weeks boredom, and novels read by night in bed, has definitively seduced the girl next door, and carried her away to a run-down movie house where the heroes are studs or princes mad with pa**ion, and strokes her legs covered with soft down with his moist and ardent hands that smell of cigarettes. The seducers afternoons and married peoples nights come together like the sheets and bury me, and the hours after lunch when the young male students and the young girl students, and the priests, masturbate, and the creatures fornicate outright, and the bees smell of blood, and the flies madly buzz, and boy and girl cousins play oddly together, and doctors stare in fury at the young patients husband, and the morning hours in which the professor, as if to pa** the time, performs his marriage duties, and breakfasts, and moreover, the adulterers, who love each other truly on beds as high and deep as ocean liners: finally, eternally surrounding me is a gigantic forest breathing and tangled with gigantic flowers like mouths with teeth and black roots in the shape of hooves and shoes.