miércoles, 7 de noviembre de 2018

Sparrow Alone


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Vale, 2012.


SPARROW ALONE

You came while you arrived...
Alone.
You nested in her music,
Cozy and exquisite music...
You also woke up in her eternity of dreams.
With light legs, so light as your feathers,
You walked on the piano,
And in each key that you played you played the echoes’ keys,
Untouchable sparrow with robust peak.
You will not return again,
But that flight took to you away…
That flight always brings without you those keys yours,
That the silence always plays
On her piano,
While she plays that same piano.

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