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De azabache es la noche,
se arremolinan las ranas silvestres en su croar
y cae la lluvia en bocas sedientes.
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La rivière se blottit de froid,
l'air congelé cristallise ma fenêtre;
je respire et me recroqueville dans ma coquille.
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I move in mandalas of ungraspable caresses
and my pupils expand calling you until I reach you;
I dissolve in your stillness of water
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Title MANDALAS
De azabache es la noche,
se arremolinan las ranas silvestres en su croar
y cae la lluvia en bocas sedientes.
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La rivière se blottit de froid,
l'air congelé cristallise ma fenêtre;
je respire et me recroqueville dans ma coquille.
****
I move in mandalas of ungraspable caresses
and my pupils expand calling you until I reach you;
I dissolve in your stillness of water
Work type Literary: Other
Tags poem spanish- french- english
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Identifier 1708013206318
Entry date Aug 1, 2017, 5:25 AM UTC
License All rights reserved
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Author 100.00 %. Holder Merche DemBar. Date Aug 1, 2017.
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