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Niño Rey
por Maria Cristina Azcona
Diciembre 24 de 2003
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Hoy nace un niño, un Niño Rey.
Todos unidos iremos a ver,
Brincan las cabras, saltan las liebres,
Todos los seres lo queremos conocer.
Sueña en el pesebre, en su suave resplandor,
creo ver al rey de la entera creación.
Mira, miren todos que bello es el Señor.
Abre los ojitos y hay un brillo en derredor.
Vuelan angelitos a la vera de su rostro
tejen hermosura de guirnalda en su dormir.
Dulce está María y sereno está José
porque al fin el reino, su rey ya vio nacer.
Corran, corran todos los niños de este mundo,
Den la buena nueva a cuanto ser puedan cruzar.
Díganles que todo por fin se va arreglar.
Que la Paz de todos por fin ya va a llegar.
MARIA CRISTINA AZCONA
Baby King
by María Cristina Azcona
Monday, December 22, 2003
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BABY KING
A little child is born
in the middle of this little home.
Sweet baby, sweet baby,
you are called to be our king,
in a palace made of love and candy,
and we will be your lambs for ever,
my beautiful baby king.
Jesus Christ will be your name
and we will love you for ever on,
because you will live for us,
because you will die for us,
our baby, our baby king.
Jesus you will be the king
in a palace made of our souls,
in a heaven made of clouds and snow,
in the middle of a little home:
The interior of the hearts of all.
MARIA CRISTINA AZCONA
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CHIMPANZEE
Maria Cristina Azcona
ARGENTINA
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Chimpanzee
Surely I love life and freedom...
Truthfully I am afraid of war...
Certainly you think like me, my friend.
Your brain’s possibly larger than mine.
Why the other’s suffering seems to be so far away?
Why our own pain seems to sound so loud?
Why the noise seems to shut up hungry mouths
of children who are beyond disgrace?
Perhaps chimpanzees know the answers
to all my doubts...to all my doubts...
But certainly they will not face the horrors
that we face, nowadays, worldwide,
with faith...without faith...
with face...without face...with ice
in the heart,
with fire in our eagerness.
From the tree, from the branches,
from the lives, from the leaves, from the brain
of the chimpanzee...I am.
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