Hay una calle
por donde corre el ocaso
Dulce voz
Gaviotas van
Viene la brisa
desde aquel muelle
esos barcos
la calle
sus edificios
sus transversales
(apretá un nudo la garganta)
invade la casa
la ciudad
Toma
todo
y
cada
uno de los rincones
Entonces
tiemblo
como la flor
en el beso tremulante
del rocío
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There is a street
where the sunset runs
Sweet voice
Seagulls go
The breeze is coming
from that pier
those ships
the street
it's buildings
it's crossroads
(tighten a lump in the throat)
invades the house
the city
Take
all
and every corner
Then
I tremble
like the flower
in the tremulous kiss
of the dew
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