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El Caracol Gustavo Lhópez
Hoy me tropecéen el camino un caracollo vi vacío y me atreví
a hundir mi vista y mis oídospor sus formas de espiral
Y lo que vi,un caracol es un milagro de coloreses un depósito de océanos y de sol
un remolino detenidoes un tornado encasquillado
un caracol
The Snail Shell
Today I stumbled over a snail shell, I saw his emptiness and dared to
sink my eyes and ears into their spiral shapes
And what I saw, is that the snail shell is a miracle of colors, is a repository
of oceans and sun, a stopped whirlpool, a canned tornado
Un caracoles sortilegio de silencios reveladoses la fantástica y genial habitación
de los secretos extraviadoses un asomo en el pasado
un caracol
Me puse a pensar que un caracoldebe existir dentro de todos
y ha de ir guardando el álbum del amor
en su memoria de espiral
The snail shell is like a magic place of revealing silences, is the fantastic
and unique room of the lost secrets, is a window that gives us a quick view of the past.
I started thinking that there must be a snail seashell, within each of us
that is always, keeping updated the album of our loves, in his spiral memory.
Para después asaltarnosCon su rumor de hojas secas
Estremeciendo la carneEn una tarde cualquieraA cualquier hora del día
Mi corazónEs un depósito de sueños
trashumantesEs una lluvia de meteoros
Es un sol que se revierte en el oleajeMultiplicando su coraje y su dolor
To take us by assault later, with its sound of dry leaves, shaking our body and soul, one afternoon, of any day,
at any hour.
My heart is a repository of dreams that are always changing
from one place to another, like a rain of meteors,
like a sun that whips back from the sea waves,
multiplying his anger and pain
Mi corazón es viento norte que me arrastra por la vida
Es una bomba de deseos y de amorUn surtidor de sentimientosEs una máquina del tiempo
El corazón
mi corazón, un caracol,mi corazón
My heart is like the northern wind that drags me through life,
is a pump of desires and love, a generator of feelings, is like a time machine.
My heartA snail Shell
My heart
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Canta: Susana Harp Iturribarría AVM 29.04.2013