Blues

(Manuel Rivas)

“Só a noite é o paraíso: dormen os homes.
Os soños abren las xanelas
e lámbense as feridas nas praias e nas beiras
dos ríos.
Os soños cantan coa gorxa xeada.
Como esclavos, fan tocar os tambores.”

 

Iba a traducilo pero quedínme sin fuste, sin ganas.

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