A wanderer with indecisive foot...

A wanderer with indecisive foot
in gloomy night cried out for help in vain.
Traversing wild labyrinth of pain
he made his way at random through the wood

but heard repeated barking of a brute,
a guarding dog, and in the rough domain
of shepherd’s daughter found roof to gain
compassion so appropriate but crude.

The sun was up. Protected from the chills
by ermine cloak, the beauty set her eye
and passion on the brat beset with ills.

For lodging he will pay with life, his cry
isn’t better than when roaming through the hills,
than dying in the mood in which I die.

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De un caminante enfermo que se enamorу donde fue hospedado

Descaminado, enfermo, peregrino,
en tenebrosa noche, con pie incierto
la confusiуn pisando del desierto,
voces en vano dio, pasos sin tino.

Repetido latir, si no vecino,
distinto, oyу de can siempre despierto,
y en pastoral albergue mal cubierto,
piedad hallу, si no hallу camino.

Saliу el Sol, y entre armiсos escondida,
soсolienta beldad con dulce saсa
salteу al no bien sano pasajero.

Pagarб el hospedaje con la vida;
mбs le valiera errar en la montaсa
que morir de la suerte que yo muero.