「你的微笑如同蝴蝶展翅。」

詩人與郵差的友誼？
你的微笑如同蝴蝶展翅。
我們打碎鐵鏈後，能做什麼？
憂愁的漁網
懸崖上的風聲
郵差錄下了很多聲音，想郵差給詩人？
聶魯達是共產主義詩人，郵差跟他接觸，學寫詩，詩人幫他追到了女人。
後來詩人回國，郵差卻激進地參與遊行，被殺。
詩人，海岸邊，含淚，「它沒有面容，卻觸動了我。」

原文：
And it was at that age

  Poetry arrived in search of me

  I don』t know, I don』t know

  Where it comes from

  From winter or a river

  I don』t know how or when

  No, they weren』t voices

  They were not words or silence

  But from a street I was summoned

      From the branches of night

  Abruptly from the others

  Among violent fires or returning alone

  There I was without a face and it touched me

  I didn』t know what to say

  My mouth had no way with names

  My eyes were blind and something started in my soul

  Fever of forgotten wings

  And I made my own way deciphering that fire

  Pure nonsense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing

  And suddenly I saw the heavens unfastened

  And open planets palpitated plantations

  Shadow perforated riddled with arrows, fire and flowers

  The winging night, the universe

  And I infinitesimal being drunk with the great starry void

  Lightness image of mystery felt myself a pure part of the abyss

  I wheeled with the stars

  My heart broke loose on the wind

       就在那個年代
    詩潮湧動，向我襲來
    我不知道，我不知道它來自何方
    來自冬天還是來自河流
    我不知道它如何而來或何時而來
    不，它們不是聲音，不是文字
    也不是寂靜
    是來自我被召喚去的一條街道
    來自夜晚的枝杈
    突如其來
    在熊熊烈火中或在我獨自返回時
    我就在那裡，看不見一張面孔
    但它觸動了我。   舉報