But hurry, let's entwine ourselves as one, our mouth broken, our soul bitten by love, so time discovers us safely destroyed.

The lines fuse erotic urgency with Lorca’s characteristic imagery of violence and dissolution. “Hurry” and “entwine ourselves as one” suggest a love that must be seized before it is interrupted—by time, social constraint, or fate. The startling metaphors (“mouth broken,” “soul bitten by love”) portray passion as both ecstatic and wounding, an experience that consumes the self. The final clause imagines time as a witness arriving too late: the lovers are “safely destroyed,” implying a paradoxical refuge in total surrender, where annihilation becomes a kind of protection from separation or judgment. The tone is rapturous, fatalistic, and intensely bodily.