The poem expresses the speaker's deep love and connection to their partner. It says that if their love stops little by little, the speaker will also stop loving them little by little. However, if each day their partner feels destined for the speaker with sweetness, climbing flowers to their lips, the speaker's love will be repeated within them and will live in their partner's arms as long as they live.

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ow
i nd
m yw og
at el .
mn me
aut u of t
h
slo w y r
fo
g.
f the bod it
kl e d
in
nc ho in wa
th
bra wr th at
red e rs
ne
h u
o rt
know t he
sh
o
so
f yo
u to , at ea le
n t yo o on
pal
p abl s e is
I wa tho
lm .
st a e im rd y ou
cry th wa en
re l to
If You For
th
e
efi s ai . tt
h le go
at rt s, th a
t
litt for
ok n ea xi s t ts by hav
e
I lo ch te b oa le y
if ou th t le litt ad
a
is: if I
t
ng l it
you al r
e
is i re
th yt h e g all
ve r s ,w vin I sh
ho
w if e ta l l or d.
e, f
o
e
as top s
an
get Me
w , ,m f e, ot
no you ht all s m y li ro rl
k to , li
g
I sh or m h av
e
he
Yo
u
sm
e
ma
s
me o kf gh eI t
ie aro t lo thr
ou her no
in g
w a
arr no ses art k s,
c ov ed
o as e es
in g pl tp eh se
e
tha n
ryt
h sto tm ft
h et
ev
e ou rge r o to e
ey
s
it t l uf
o nn
e
sho
re
off sw
l yo ba e
by ly do
f
t th
e
e t a bl
ttl
e en ew
in
em
ea
il ls la c
li dd th p
, if If s
u a d, ea
v
s
w im
ow dm ol ot ith
,n n et ro
ell ga w ci d
W tl
on me ud
e my
ki foryo nd
th
in
an
d sa ine
d
ou a rm est
If y my a re
d
l lift ou
hal ty
d,
t ha
,Is
ate
r feel
hou , yo
u
ep
e
t hat h our
re is r
, at ach me , at fi
day ay ,e s eek a ll th
hat ch d to
n,in
me
at on t if ea r lips w
re m e m b e r t h But you yo
su p to e, ah m
climb y lov
if each d a y a fl ower ah m
d, v e
ot ten, , belo
or forg n yo ur love
ing uished eeds o
hing is ex
t
m y love f
in me not
and as long as
you live
it w
ill
be in
your
arms
with o .
ut lea
vi n g mine

2. ,
ow
i nd
m yw og
at el .
mn me
aut u of t
h
slo w y r
fo
g.
f the bod it
kl e d
in
nc ho in wa
th
bra wr th at
red e rs
ne
h u
o rt
know t he
sh
o
so
f yo
u to , at ea le
n t yo o on
pal
p abl s e is
I wa tho
lm .
st a e im rd y ou
cry th wa en
e re l to tt
th h efi s ai le . go
at rt s, th a
t
litt for
ok n ea xi s t ts by hav
e
I lo ch te b oa le y
if ou th t le litt ad
a
is: if I
t
ng l it
you al r
e
is i re
th yt h e g all
ve r s ,w vin I sh
ho
w if e ta l l or d.
e, f
o
e
w ou,
as
t, m top f e, ot
s
an
no y gh all s m y li ro rl
k to , li I sh or m ha v
e
he
Yo
u
sm
e
ma
s
me o kf gh eI t
ie aro t lo thr
ou he r no
arr in g no ses art
w
k
a s,
c ov ed
o as e es
in g pl tp eh se
e
tha n
ryt
h sto tm ft
h et
ev
e ou rge r o to e
ey
s
it t l uf
o nn
e
s ho
re
off sw
l yo ba e
by ly do
f
t th
e
e t a bl
ttl
e en ew
in
em
ea
il ls la c
li dd th p
, if If s
u a d, ea
v
s
w im
ow dm ol ot ith
,n n et ro
ell ga w ci d
W tl
on me ud
e my
ki for yo nd
th
in
an
d sa ine
d
ou a rm est
If y my a re
d
l lift ou
hal ty
d,
t ha
,Is
ate
r feel
hou , yo
u
ep
e
t hat h our
re is r
, at ach me , at fi
day ay ,e s eek a ll th
hat ch d to
n,in
me
at on t if ea r lips w
re m e m b e r t h But you yo
su p to e, ah m
climb y lov
ower ah m
Me
if each d a y a fl
d, v e
ten, , belo
I f Yo u F o r g e t
ot ur love
or forg n yo
ing uished eeds o
hing is ex
t
m y love f
in me not
and as long as
you live
it w
ill
be in
your
arms
with o .
ut lea
vi n g mine

3. If You Forget Me

4. I want you to know
If You Forget Me
one thing. You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
Well, now, toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day, But
at that hour, if each day,
I shall lift my arms each hour,
and my roots will set off you feel that you are destined for me
to seek another land. with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

5. I want you to know
If You Forget Me
one thing. You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
Well, now, toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day, But
at that hour, if each day,
I shall lift my arms each hour,
and my roots will set off you feel that you are destined for me
to seek another land. with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

6. I want
you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
if you forget me
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

7. if you forget me

8. Iw
an
ty
ou
to
ing.
kn
ne th
you
o k
o
now
how
w
this
i s
me to you
as if every
thing that
exists,
t hat sail
t wait for me.
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is l
toward those

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by lit you sto ll sto
p loving yo
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by
ll, n
littl
We
. e.
If s
ou
ud
ny
de
te
ot
nly
rg
yo
fo
u
ve
rg
fo
et ha
m y
e ad
do lre
no la
t al
lo I sh
o kf or
or e, f
m
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek
another land.
But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine.