Hello, I’m back.
I know I’ve been gone, I’ve been a little busy, well, the truth is that I found this translation more complex than imagined.
I always knew that made translations is not as simple as it seems, is not just take a word and make a switch to another language, you really have to know the meaning of each word, and I do not mean the literal meaning of it, I’m talking about emotions and to find the best way to be expressed, and this is the most delicate and important point in this translation, as I told you before about this book, is itself in Spanish (my native language) difficult, because of regionalist words that are used here, and, definitly there are words here that has no translation.
Yes, it has taken me several days, not only because of my schedule, mainly because there were moments when I needed to get away from the book, and back again to traslate, because some times I can’t found the meaning to the words, I mean, I just can’t express what they were saying and feeling.
During these comings and goings of the translation, I was talking to my friend Eric and he made a vital question, He ask me if I still enjoying it (I guess to determine if it worth the effort) and the answer was yes, in this moment I definitely say yes, and every moment this feeling is getting stronger, this makes me happy, very happy.
In another occasion, talking to James, he was talking about his life, how he took his decisions, he chooses his battles to have a better use of his time, basicly the time of his life. (… It’s ok J?) And he is totally right, in life there are short battles and long battles, actions and decisions that take a little or a lot of our time, but the important thing is, this decisions must be focused on what makes us happy.
This traslation will take time, but definitely, is going to make me very happy.
There is so much love and passion on each of these lines, it is impossible not to feel a little of it, not only in the moment to translate, I feel it in the moment I share with the people whom I have taken affection. And this is not only for them, is also for everyone who wants to read it and give a little romance to his life.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
As a preface
This is the Testimony of Simon Bolivar about the earring incident, collected by Peru de Lacroix (fragment)
His excellence woke up today with a little encouragement to get out of riding. Returned more cheerful and talkative; so I took benefit of this to make him give me some confidences about his feelings of him about my Mrs. Manuela:
-Are you asking me for Manuela or for me? Know, I never met Manuela. In truth, I never ended up to know her! She is so, so amazing! Blimey, I… Damn! I always so stupid! Could you see? She was very close, and I walked away; but when I needed she was always there. Sheltered all my fears.-
His Excellency made a pause for a moment, then spoke:
-Fuck! I always had fears! (H.E. stopped and looked at me beseeching, fixedly, as if he was trying to find out something, he lowered his head and I thought he has slept; But he started to talk again). You, De Lacroix, you know her. Everyone knows her! No, there is no better woman. Neither the “catiras” of Venezuela, or “momposinas”, or … you find some one! She tamed me. Yes, she knew how! I love her. Yes, every body know that very well. My lovable crazy! Her seasoned glory ideas; always protecting me, intriguing in my favor and for the cause, sometimes with ardor, sometimes with energy. Damn! Neither the “catiras” of Venezuela, who have a fucking reputation!
-My Generals rejoiced in perfidy to help me to get rid of my Manuela, putting her away sometimes, mean while I pleased my self with others. That’s why I have this scar on my ear. You look here (showing me H.E. his big left ear, which has the footprint of a very fine teeth row, and I, as if I did not know this matter), this is a trophy won in a bad lid: in bed! She found a filigree earring under the sheets, and it was a living hell. She attacked me as an ocelot, for all flanks; She scratched my face and chest, she bit me fiercely my ears and chest, and almost mutilates me. I did not hit what caused her cause or arguments of her hatred at that moment and, stubbornly, she lacerated me with those teeth that I hated at that time. –
-But she was right: I had missed the sworn fidelity, and I deserved the punishment. I calmed down and relaxed my mood and when she realized that I did not resist, rose pale, sweaty, with a bloodied mouth and looking at me said, “No one, hear this very well sir, that’s why has ears: no one bitch will back to sleep with you in my bed! (Showing me the earring) Not because you admit it, either because some one offered to you. ” She dressed and left.
-I was stunned and extremely sore, I called screaming to Joseph, and he entering, thought that I had been victim of another attack (here H.E. smiles). She returned in the evening because of my prayers. I wrote to her ten letters. When she saw me bandaged, faltered, like me in the fury of his instincts. All in two weeks was a delirium of wonderful love under the care of the Shrew. Do you believe? This is a clear example of having lost the reason for love! The great power, is, the power of love. Sucre said.-
-Manuela always stayed. Not like the others. She imported to herself and she imposed with her irrepressible determination, the modesty stay behind and the prejudices as well. But, the more she tried to control me, more was my anxiety to rid of her.
It was, is and stills a love of leakage. Do not you see? Now, I’m leaving again!. You know! There wasn’t never anything in Manuela contrary to my welfare. Only her. Yes, an exceptional woman, she could give me everything my desires want on his turn. Look you. She took root in my heart and forever, the passion aroused in me, in my heart from the very first encounter.-
‘My infidelities were, on the contrary of the experiences, the prod to our loves, after the violent jealous scene of this woman. Our souls were always untamed to allow us the peace of a husband and a wife. Our relations were getting deeper. Do not you see? Fuck! From married woman to “Huzar”, secretary and jealous guardian of the personal and confidential files and correspondence of mine. From battle to battle, lieutenant, captain and finally she wins it with the courage of her bravery, my generals saw astonished: Colonel! And what do have to see the love in all this? Nothing!.-
She got it as a woman (she was the kind of to take arms up!) And the other thing?, Well, she is a woman and she has been always, innocent, feverish, lover. What else do you want me to say? Fuck! – (I felt that this is the last time H.E. talk to me like that, so starkly: yes, about his feelings of him to my Mrs Manuela). There was a long silence and S.E. exalted the spirits, left without saying goodbye. He was heartbroken, sad; babbling: – Manuela, my crazy kind …-