Carlos Quieto
a Lucila Quieto me llamas con su boca,
el nombre del pasado que intentaron ahogar.
una fotografía sola no puede suspirar,
pero su pecho reverbera
con el tango de tu corazón.
llevas su imagen
porque no se puede abrazar una memoria.
tomaron su cuerpo pero sus ojos no.
no se puede secuestrar el océano. |
Carlos Quieto
To Lucila Quieto
you call me with his mouth,
the name of the past that they tried to drown.
A picture alone cannot whisper,
but his chest reverberates
with the tango of your heart.
you carry his image
because one cannot hug a memory.
they took his body but not his eyes
one cannot kidnap the ocean. |
