Con El Alma En Vilo

How tough is this matter of living
with the soul in suspense!,
hanging on the possibility
of something grim,
a clash, an attack, some
unexpected action
that could involve us for no reason
as if nothing.

It's harder than anything to overcome
with the soul in suspense,
the damn daily thing of fighting
with the windmills.
It's as if we had to find
something lost
that supports the strength to keep
standing.

With the soul in suspense it turns out
to know and not know
to walk as if lost.

With the soul in suspense it turns out
to look and not know
who's coming or who's gone.

The uncertainty of continuing is cruel
with the soul in suspense,
it's cruel and very difficult to live
with the boredom,
there's so much distress to suffer
there's so much noise
and so much that you can't sleep
peacefully anymore.

We'll have to resign ourselves to overcome
with the soul in suspense
the hill that's hardest to climb
it's well known
that there's always a toll to pay
indefinite
if you intend to keep safe
what's most dear.

With the soul in suspense it turns out
to know and not know
to walk as if lost

With the soul in suspense it turns out
to look and not know
who's coming or who's gone.

With the soul in suspense
the heart
is full of dismay
grief and missteps.
With the soul in suspense the reason
turns into nonsense
a double-edged weapon.

How tough is this matter of living
with the soul in suspense!