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Volevo parlarti da molto
e dirti che il lavandino è pulito
senza macchia e senza onore
e che l'acqua scorre adesso pulita
che ho cambiato lo spazzolino da denti
e non uso più il dentifricio
ma bicarbonato
che il frigo è ancora vuoto
e le tende sono da lavare
i calzini hanno i buchi di sempre
ma l'alba sorge ed è ora che vada a dormire
*
Quería
hablar contigo desde hace mucho tiempo.
Y
decirte que el lavabo está limpio
Sin
Mancha y sin honor
Y que
el agua fluye ahora limpia
Que he
cambiado mi cepillo de dientes
Y ya no
uso la pasta de dientes
Pero
bicarbonato
Que la
nevera sigue vacía
Y las
cortinas son para lavar
Los
calcetines tienen agujeros de siempre
Pero el
amanecer sale y es hora de que vaya a dormir
*
I’ve wanted to talk to you
for a while
and tell you that the sink is clean
without stain and without honor
and that the water now flows clean
I have changed my toothbrush
and no longer use toothpaste
but bicarbonate
that the fridge is still empty
and the curtains are ready for washing
the socks still have holes
but the sunrise comes and it's time to go to sleep
and tell you that the sink is clean
without stain and without honor
and that the water now flows clean
I have changed my toothbrush
and no longer use toothpaste
but bicarbonate
that the fridge is still empty
and the curtains are ready for washing
the socks still have holes
but the sunrise comes and it's time to go to sleep
ANTONIO NAZZARO /TURÍN
- ITALIA 1963. Periodista, poeta, mediador cultural y traductor.
Coordinador del Centro Cultural Tina Modotti/ https://cctm.website/
https://www.facebook.com/pg/centroculturaltinamodotti/posts/
https://twitter.com/cctm_caracas
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Hola Nazzaro, epocal el texto que remites, la realidad sin miramientos, la fatal y llevadera peste de nuestros dias traducidos al poema. debemos indagar más sobre
ResponderEliminaresta realidad inherente ala cotidianidad. RH .
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