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. |
