Thirty Three

 

HACE DIAS QUE TE VEO DESDE ARRIBA.

LOS DEMAS FINGEN VOLAR. ME GUSTAN

LOS AVIONES, PERO NO ME HACEN FALTA.

EsTuDIo MIS MANOS EN VEZ DE TUS OJOS.

.CUANDO SABES COMO TE LLAMAS CUANDO

NADIE TE ESCUCHA? LA LLUVIA CANTA EN

LA CHAPA LOS SUENOS DE AYER, CADA GOTA

FRENADA POR EL TECHO DE LA COCINA

DONDE DUERMO CON EL GATO EN LA FALDA.

V.M.

Translation:

It’s been days since I’ve seen you from above

The others feign flight. I like…….

planes, but I don’t need them

I study my hands instead of your eyes

When do you know your name when……

no one listens to you?. The rain sings on

the tin roof plates, the dreams of yesterday, every drop

stopped by the kitchen roof

where I dream with the cat on my lap.

V.M.

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