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They all ask me to jumpto invigorate and to play soccer,to run, to swim and to fly.Very well.They all advise me rest,they all send me to the..

Si de pronto no existes,si de pronto no vives,yo seguiré viviendo.No me atrevo,no me atrevo a escribirlo,si te mueres.Yo seguiré viviendo.Porque..

Tell me, is the rose nakedOr is that her only dress?Why do trees concealThe splendor of their roots?Who hears the regretsOf the thieving..

To whoever is not listening to the seathis Friday morning, to whoever is cooped upin house or office, factory or womanor street or mine or harsh..

Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twigand lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:maybe it was the voice of the rain crying,a cracked bell, or a..

From your hips down to your feetI want to make a long journey.I am smaller than an insect.Over these hills I pass,hills the colour of oats,crossed..

Naked, you are simple as one of your hands,Smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round:You have moonlines, applepathways:Naked, you are slender as a..

The artichokeWith a tender heartDressed up like a warrior,Standing at attention, it builtA small helmetUnder its scalesIt remainedUnshakeable,By its..

Beloved of the rivers,besetBy azure water and transparent drops,Like a tree of veins your spectreOf dark goddess biting apples:And then awakening..

NowLet's look for birds!The tall iron branchesin the forest,The densefertility on the ground.The worldis wet.A dewdrop or raindropshines,a diminutive..

Era el crepúsculo de la iguana.Desde la arcoirisada cresteríasu leengua como un dardose hundía en la verdura,el hormiguero monacal pisabacon..

Castro Alves from Brazil, for whom did you sing?Did you sing for the flower? For the waterwhose beauty whispered words to the stones?Did you sing to..

Victory. It has come late, I had not learnthow to arrive, like the lily, at will,the white figure, that piercesthe motionless eternity of..

Love, we're going home now,Where the vines clamber over the trellis:Even before you, the summer will arrive,On its honeysuckle feet, in your..

Two is company, but three is none

Tie your heart at night to mine, love,and both will defeat the darknesslike twin drums beating in the forestagainst the heavy wall of wet..

Two heads are better than one

Two blacks do not make a white

Truth lies at the bottom of a well

Truth is stranger than fiction

Mara Mori brought mea pair of sockswhich she knitted herselfwith her sheepherder's hands,two socks as soft as rabbits.I slipped my feet into themas..

Truth comes out of the mouths of babes and sucklings

True coral needs no painter's brush

Ocean, if you were to give, a measure, a ferment, a fruitof your gifts and destructions, into my hand,I would choose your far-off repose, your..

True blue will never stain