25g Mammal At 10 Degrees Vs 25 Gram Reptile

Cubadebate

So many times I killed him,
many times I died, but I am here

resurrected. I thank

misery and hand with dagger,
because it killed me so bad,
and kept singing.

Singing in the sun like the cicada
after a year under the ground, like survivor

returning from the war.

So many times I deleted, so
disappeared. My own

burial was alone and crying. I
knotted handkerchief

but I forgot after that was not the only time, and returned
singing.

Singing in the sun like the cicada
after a year under the ground, like survivor

returning from the war.

many times you were killed, resurrected
many, many nights spend

desperate.
At the time of the wreck
and darkness, rescue someone

to go singing

Singing in the sun like the cicada
after a year under the ground, like

survivor who returns from the war. María Elena Walsh


(1 January 1930-10 February 2011)