བཀྲ་ཤིས་ཀྱི་སྨྱུག་དེབ།

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --   because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long  and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station  when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.  Don't leave me, even for an hour, because  then the little drops of anguish will all run together,  the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift  into me, choking my lost heart.  Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;  may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.  Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,  because in that moment you'll have gone so far  I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,  Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying? Pablo Neruda (1904-1973) writes this poem about the intense love between two people. A man is so strongly connected to his lover that he fears what will happen if she ever decides to leave. He doesn’t want her to be away from him, even...