Love In The Time Of Cholera Page #7
let's not...
Life crippled that
poor man 50 years ago
because he was too young and now you
want to do it because we are too old.
What I'd like most is
to walk out of my house
and keep going,
going, going,
and never come back.
Well, you...
you could take a boat.
Well...
I might.
I might
just do that.
I have one.
The New Fidelity.
It's...
it's leaving soon.
It's eight days
up-river,
and five days
on the return.
Travel is good for
the troubled spirit.
Splendid vision
of the Earth,
passing, changing...
as we travel by.
Come in.
Are your quarters
to your liking?
It is
the Presidential Suite.
It was my idea
to install it.
I wanted to call it
the Honeymoon Suite.
Do you want to
be alone?
If I did, I wouldn't have
told you to come in.
Juvenal is a good man.
Is a good husband.
I can't imagine
a better one.
But when I look back,
I suppose there...
were more difficulties
than pleasure.
Too many useless
arguments.
Too much anger.
Maybe it's time...
to ask ourselves,
with our strong
desire to live,
what to do with
the love that has been left behind
without a master?
It's incredible
how one can be happy
for so many years
in the midst of
so many problems,
so many squabbles.
Damn it.
And not really know
if it was love or not.
Go now.
Not now.
I smell like
an old woman.
I have never been happier
in all my life.
Oh, my love
What wouldn't I
do for you
Just to take you
for a second
Away from the world
And close to me
Oh, my love
Like the Magdalena River
That it melts
into sands from the sea
I want to melt into you
There are love affairs
That wait until winter
to blossom
And get greener
at night in the fall
Just like this love
that I feel for you.
Tomorrow we reach
our last port-of-call...
La Dorada.
La Dorada.
And then...
turn back for home.
Don't look.
Why not?
Because you won't like it.
I have waited for this moment
for 54 years.
Yes. Yes, you...
you've told me before.
I have remained
a virgin for you.
You're a liar.
- Captain, Captain.
- Thank you, sir.
Captain?
- Um, speaking hypothetically...
- Hi, how are you?
Hello.
Speaking hypothetically,
would it be possible
to make the...
- Captain.
...return trip without stopping?
- Thank you.
- Without cargo
or passengers, without
coming into any port...
Thank you.
...without...
without anything?
It's possible.
But only hypothetically.
As you know better than I,
the company has contracts to fulfill.
But there is one thing
that could be done.
What is that?
If we had a case of
cholera onboard.
Ooh.
and be quarantined.
Well then, let's do that.
I command this ship,
but you command me.
If you're serious, just give
me the order in writing
and we will leave
right now.
I love you,
my crowned goddess.
We're going to
stay like this.
You can't mean it.
From the moment
I was born,
I have never said anything
I did not mean.
And how long do you...
you think we can...
stay like this?
Forever.
Forever?
After 54 years,
seven months
and 11 days and nights,
my heart was
at last fulfilled.
And I discovered,
to my joy,
that it is life
and not death
that has no limits.
I think of you
every day
I think of you
a little bit more
I tear my reason apart
And I keep
thinking of you
And I keep
thinking...
Down the Magdalena
Down
the Magdalena
I'm going to Cartagena
I'm going
to Cartagena
I'm going,
I'm going
I'm going, I'm going
I'm always
sailing away
Along with my woman
Along with
my woman
Singing and singing
Singing
and singing
Down the Magdalena
Down
the Magdalena
I'm always
sailing away
Along with my woman
Along with
my woman
Singing and singing
Singing
and singing
Down the Magdalena
Down
the Magdalena
Already many women
Already
many women
Have crossed the river
Have crossed
the river
Already in my memories
Already
in my memories
Down the river
Down
the river
Down the Magdalena
Down
the Magdalena
I'm going to Cartagena
I'm going
to Cartagena
Down the Magdalena
Down
the Magdalena
I'm going to Cartagena
I'm going
to Cartagena
Down the Magdalena
Down
the Magdalena
I'm going to Cartagena.
I'm going
to Cartagena
I'm going,
I'm going
I'm going, I'm going.
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