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Posted: Nov 20, 2007 Tue 08:12 am Views: 461
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You sing, the sun and the sky sing your song
Your voice peels the husk of day's grain
The pine trees speak with their green tongue
And all the winter birds whistle.
-tr. Ravi Kopra
from Love Sonnet # 52 of Pablo Neruda
Cantas, y a sol ya cielo con tu canto
tu voz desgrana el cereal del dia
hablan los pinos con su lengua verde:
trinan todas las aves del invierno.
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