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El follaje del sauce ennegreció…

Ветла чернела на вершине…

El follaje del sauce ennegreció,
Los grajos se erizaron suavemente,
En el valle del cielo azul-azul
Las nubes pastaron como ovejas.
Y tú, con timidez en la mirada,
Me dijiste: "Estoy enamorada",
Alrededor la hierba se parecía
Al mar después del mediodía.
Yo acaricié el mensaje del verano,
La sombra de la hierba en tus mejillas,
La perfumada fiesta de la luz
Sobre tus bronceados rizos.
Entonces me pareciste tan deseada
Como un país fantástico,
Un territorio promisorio
En vino, entusiasmos y canciones.

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A Ballad

My friend, Lucifer gave five horses to me, / And a radiant ruby-stone beautiful ring, / So that I could go down to marvelous caves, / And could see there heaven's celestial face. / / Snorted horses, and zealous, they hoofed, and they begged / To race over and over the space of the earth...

We are handsome, we are mighty…

We are handsome, we are mighty, / Kings of Kingdoms full of youth, / Like the clouds we are flying / Over mirages and truth. / / As a start, we'll raise a temple, / In eternal dance and song, / Let us take a heady purple / In the windows at a dawn. / / Windows in irradiation /...


In corridors dead-locked and halls like the deserts / Hilarious masks today gathered together, / With flowers the chambers entwined and the closets / Wild dances have stormed like the autumnal weather. / / The Moons with the dragons have wandered embracing, / The vases Chinese trashed a...

The games

Council's kind, on a bloody arena / for the third day the games are not over, / and completely got crazy hyenas, / breathe with ancient spite anacondas. / / And the elephants, bears and tigers / drunk of blood, battlers ready for sparrings, / bull is strong and experienced fighter - /...

My Thoughts

Why did they come to me my thoughts together? / Like thieves at night in gloomy dusk of suburbs, / Like kites they grim and sinister, they whether / are here for the vengeance fierce and savage? / / The hope has left, the dreams have fleed forever, / My eyes have opened in a great excit...

In the skies

Days have flashed in the golden inflame, / And she-bear was fleeing at night, / Overtake her, prince, overtake, / Lasso her, to the saddle her try. / / Lasso her, to the saddle her try / To strap, in the blue tower at home / Point out at she-bear-night / To your giant Herculean dog....