Don Quixote — Chapter 25 in Spanish
By Miguel de Cervantes
Despidióse del cabrero don Quijote, y, subiendo otra vez sobre Rocinante, mandó a Sancho que le siguiese, el cual lo hizo, con su jumento, de muy mala gana. Don Quixote took leave of the goatherd, and once more mounting Rocinante bade Sancho follow him, which he having no ass, did very discontentedly. Íbanse poco a poco entrando en lo más áspero de la montaña, y Sancho iba muerto por razonar con su amo, y deseaba que él comenzase la plática, por no contravenir a lo que le tenía mandado; mas, no pudiendo sufrir tanto silencio, le dijo: They proceeded slowly, making their way into the most rugged part of the mountain, Sancho all the while dying to have a talk with his master, and longing for him to begin, so that there should be no breach of the injunction laid upon him; but unable to keep silence so long he said to him:
— Señor don Quijote, vuestra merced me eche su bendición y me dé licencia; que desde aquí me quiero volver a mi casa, y a mi mujer y a mis hijos, con los cuales, por lo menos, hablaré y departiré todo lo que quisiere; porque querer vuestra merced que vaya con él por estas soledades, de día y de noche, y que no le hable cuando me diere gusto es enterrarme en vida. "Senor Don Quixote, give me your worship's blessing and dismissal, for I'd like to go home at once to my wife and children with whom I can at any rate talk and converse as much as I like; for to want me to go through these solitudes day and night and not speak to you when I have a mind is burying me alive. Si ya quisiera la suerte que los animales hablaran, como hablaban en tiempos de Guisopete, fuera menos mal, porque departiera yo con mi jumento lo que me viniera en gana, y con esto pasara mi mala ventura; que es recia cosa, y que no se puede llevar en paciencia, andar buscando aventuras toda la vida y no hallar sino coces y manteamientos, ladrillazos y puñadas, y, con todo esto, nos hemos de coser la boca, sin osar decir lo que el hombre tiene en su corazón, como si fuera mudo. If luck would have it that animals spoke as they did in the days of Guisopete, it would not be so bad, because I could talk to Rocinante about whatever came into my head, and so put up with my ill-fortune; but it is a hard case, and not to be borne with patience, to go seeking adventures all one's life and get nothing but kicks and blanketings, brickbats and punches, and with all this to have to sew up one's mouth without daring to say what is in one's heart, just as if one were dumb."
— Ya te entiendo, Sancho —respondió don Quijote—: tú mueres porque te alce el entredicho que te tengo puesto en la lengua. "I understand thee, Sancho," replied Don Quixote; "thou art dying to have the interdict I placed upon thy tongue removed; consider it removed, and say what thou wilt while we are wandering in these mountains."
— Sea ansí —dijo Sancho—: hable yo ahora, que después Dios sabe lo que será; y, comenzando a gozar de ese salvoconduto, digo que ¿qué le iba a vuestra merced en volver tanto por aquella reina Magimasa, o como se llama? O, ¿qué hacía al caso que aquel abad fuese su amigo o no? "So be it," said Sancho; "let me speak now, for God knows what will happen by-and-by; and to take advantage of the permit at once, I ask, what made your worship stand up so for that Queen Majimasa, or whatever her name is, or what did it matter whether that abbot was a friend of hers or not? Que, si vuestra merced pasara con ello, pues no era su juez, bien creo yo que el loco pasara adelante con su historia, y se hubieran ahorrado el golpe del guijarro, y las coces, y aun más de seis torniscones. for if your worship had let that pass--and you were not a judge in the matter--it is my belief the madman would have gone on with his story, and the blow of the stone, and the kicks, and more than half a dozen cuffs would have been escaped."