Poems, Quotes in English and Spanish

I want to place a couple of these in my e-party program and have come up with nothing specifically in Spanish. I would love to have the same quote or poem in both languages but I can't find anything on this.

There was a post a while back by Avesur but I am looking for something shorter. Possibly a two or three line quote. Or a verse from a poem.
Any ideas?

By Baci chocolates all their versua are in english, spanish, german etc.

They have all one or 2 line love versus


'The kiss is a sweet discovery of oneself after a long search.'

'The kiss is a promise written upon the lips.'
'If this be love, don't speak; kisses are all that's needed.'
'With kisses words are unnecessary.'

'No words are needed between two loving hearts.'

'Love without kisses dozes and then falls asleep.'

'Love is a symphony in which the sweetest notes are kisses.'

'When love speaks, it kisses.'

'Why speak? The entirety of love can be said in a kiss.'

'Love dictates, but a kiss writes the secrets of the heart.'

We had invites printed in english and spanish

we used this quote:
'a fresh new day and it is ours,
a day of happy beginnings.'

Dh's uncle translated it:
'Un fresco nuevo dia, y es nuestro,
un dia de comienxos felices.'

I just found a poem of Juana Ibarbourou, and I think you could use the full four lines of the first stanza, or only two fo them

AMOR
El amor es fragante como un ramo de rosas.
Amando se poseen todas las primaveras.
Eros trae en su aljaba las flores olorosas
De todas las umbrías y todas las praderas.

Good luck!

Elena

This is longer, but since I am having a trifold program, I can put it in very small print:

Antes de amarte, amor, nada era mío,
Vacilé por las calles y las cosas,
Nada contaba ni tenía nombre,
El mundo era del aire que esperaba.
Yo conocí salones cenicientos,
Túneles habitados por la luna,
Hangares crueles que se despedían,
Preguntas que insistían en la arena.
Todo estaba vacío, muerto y mudo,
Caído, abandonado y decaído,
Todo era inalienablemente ajeno,
Todo era de los otros y de nadie,
Hasta que tu belleza y tu pobreza
Llenaron el otoño de regalos.

Pablo Neruda

Thanks ladies!! These are all great ideas.