Sonnet XLIV - La Oreja de Van Gogh, poem by Pablo Neruda (Chile + Spain)

You must know that I do not love you,
and that I do love you,
cause life is of two ways,
the word is a wing of the silence,
the fire has a half of cold.

I love you to begin to love you,
to restart the infinite,
and to never stop loving you:
that's why I still don't love you.

I love you and I do not love you,
as if I had in my hands the keys of happiness,
and an uncertain unfortunate destiny.

My love has two lives to love you
that's why I love you when I do not love you,
and that's why I love you when I do love you.