I like when you're quiet I like when you're quiet, because you're like absent. And you hear me from afar, and my voice doesn't touch you. It looks like your eyes have flown and it looks like a kiss shut your mouth How all the things are fill of my soul you emerge of the things, fill of the mine soul . butterfly of dream, you look like my soul and you look like the word 'melancholy'' I like when you're quit, and you're like distant and you're like complaining, butterfly in coo and you listen me from afar, and my voice doesn't arrive at you let me that i shut up with the your silence. Let me that i talk to you with your silence, too clear like a lamp, simple like a ring you are like the night , so far and easy I like when you're quiet, because you're like absent. Distant and painful, like if you're died. then, a word , a smile is enough. And i'm happy, happy of it's not true. This is my favorite poem of Pablo Neruda, and i try to translate to english...