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Hoy descubro que tienes una mirada triste,
Una particular finura de los brazos que rodean tus rodillas.
Pero escucha: muy lejos, allá en el lago Chad,
Se pasea con gracia una jirafa.

Ostenta, elegante, su tierna delgadez
Y adorna su piel un mágico trazado,
Al que solo la luna se atreve a compararse
Cuando, quebrada, flota sobre los grandes lagos.

A lo lejos semeja las velas de una nave,
Y su carrera fluye como el risueño vuelo de los pájaros;
Sé que la tierra la contempla asombrada
Cuando al anochecer se esconde en su gruta de mármol.

Conozco las leyendas de misteriosos pueblos:
La de una virgen negra, la del guerrero amante.
Pero hace mucho tiempo respiras en la bruma,
Y no quieres creer sino en la lluvia fría.

Entonces ¿cómo hablarte de un jardín tropical,
De las esbeltas palmas, del aroma de plantas ignotas...?
¿Lloras? Escucha: muy lejos, allá en el lago Chad
Se pasea con gracia una jirafa.

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