Here is an excerpt from a poem a read recently; Rain (Lluvia) by Federico Garcia Lorca, translated by Stanley Appelbaum.

My soul has the sadness of the calm rain,
a resigned sadness for something unattainable;
on my horizon I have a blazing star
but my heart keeps me from running to gaze at it.

Mi alma tiene tristeza de la lluvia serena,
tristeza resignada de cosa irrealizable,
tengo en el horizonte un lucero encendido
y el corazón me impide que corra a contemplarle.