Pils un vējš

Lots of wind today, up to the piļu no Udine

I got there running and pa(i)nting,

leaned out y eso me ha hecho

recuerdar Ronda

A place in España, donde hay muchas “R”

Y la gente no dice nunca la “S” al final de palabras –

En Ronda, hay siempre viento.

Who knows how it must have been in Triest today,

Who knows

 

Clouds made me think of curls

 

There were a lot of mountains on the horizon

(Much more than usual)

Y eso me ha hecho recuerdar de mi infancia

And when I was coming down from the castle

I looked abajo and saw the big boulevard, and

I remembered of Athens, and the chaos in the streets

And I smiled because I loved all the places I was in

And I smiled because there are

plenty of places I haven’t seen yet

Plenty of places I will see

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El búho deja su meditación, limpia sus gafas y suspira. Una luciérnaga rueda monte abajo, y una estrella, se corre. El búho bate sus alas y sigue meditando. Federico Garcia Lorca
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