sábado, dezembro 28, 2013

Soñé

Soñé que de mi ropa
crescian secretos y alumbrados
tus cabellos locos y rubios
 
Y cuando uno recojí
perplexo admiré
mis ojos cambiando de color
 
Y tu voz bailaba en rededor
Mordisqueandome las orejas
 
Y asi como la piel se
hiciera un canal
tu memoria se convirtio en hechizo
 
el misterioso brotar del agua
de una tierra seca
 
 
 
 
I dreamed that from my clothes
secret and lightened
your crazy and blonde hair
was growing
 
And when I picked one up
perplexed I admired
my eyes changing colour
 
And your voice was dancing around
Nibbling my ears
 
And just as the skin
had become a channel
your memory became a spell
 
the mysterious springing
of water from a dry land


Cambridge 2011

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