A bilingual poem by Maria Cristina Azcona
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Farewell/Adiós
By María Cristina Azcona

azconacristina@hotmail.com




Farewell


Farewell, farewell my rainbow
Your eyes are full of sorrow.



Goodbye so long my worshiped
Goodbye, my partner, treasured.



Your tears fall from towering pain
Your nice eyebrows are my chain


Farewell, farewell my happiness
Your eyes are full of sadness


Let me tell you about our son’s figure
His hair and eyebrows have your feature


Goodbye so long my brave soldier
Goodbye, my homme, my chevalier


I think on you and my rhythm stop
While whispering our favorite hip-hop


and now, after you have been so far
your rests are coming from a useless war

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Adiós



Adiós, adiós mi arco iris
Colmados de pena están tus iris


Adiós para siempre mi venerado
Adiós, mi compañero adorado



Tus lágrimas caen en agobiante vuelo
Tus cejas agradables son hoy mi duelo



Adiós, adiós mi felicidad
tus ojos plenos de soledad



deja que te cuente de tu hijo, tu figura
el pelo y las cejas son tu tersura



Adiós para siempre mi soldado, mi valiente querer
Adiós, mi homme, mi chevalier



Pienso en ti y mi ritmo es de ida
al tararear nuestra música preferida



y ahora, después que te fuiste de mis ojos
de una inútil guerra me mandan tus despojos


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SELECTED POETRY

PERPETUAL BY ROBERT SHERIDAN
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Perpetual man



Perpetual, man your time is spent



Perpetual, man how you are dead and gone



And you did what you could, therefore repent.







Perpetual man



Perpetual, man fell from heaven to hell



Perpetual, man how you condemned all



In hell for you to dwell.







Perpetual God



Perpetual, God gave goodness and his promise made



Perpetual, God how he sent his Son doubtless



Our sins to be redressed, be not afraid.







Perpetual angels



Perpetual, angels on golden wings



Perpetual, angels sung praises to our King



And peace to our living, with goodwill.







Perpetual shepherds



Perpetual, shepherds amazed to hear angels sing



Perpetual, shepherds amazed how it should come to pass



That the Messiah should be our King.







Perpetual birth



Perpetual, birth the shepherds to see



Perpetual, birth did happen, it was so



Whether the Messiah was born to set man free.







Perpetual Messiah



Perpetual, Messiah so he came to past



Perpetual, Messiah was found a babe where he lay



In the manger wrapped in hay, so poor he was.







Perpetual born



Perpetual, born for man’s own sake



Perpetual, born for us that we were forlorn



And thereby took no scorn, our flesh to take.







Perpetual God



Perpetual, God always, with a heart so forgiving



Perpetual, God always, for this our best day



Let all of us sing praise.



Copyright © 2004 R. Lance Sheridan




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SELECTED POETRY



Baires
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
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Sunday, April 24, 2005

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Feet are talking
As they go walking,
Pointing or slapping,
Clapping, reannointing
The pavement fantastic.

Taxis are fuming
As they go zooming,
Honking or stopping,
Dropping, ever-lurking
On pavement fantastic.

People are grooving
As they go moving,
Swaying or hipping,
Dipping, birth-displaying
To pavement fantastic.

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 4/24/05






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Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
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Gracias A Las Musas (Español / English)
by Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Wednesday, August 18, 2004


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=*=*=“Gracias A Las Musas”



Tengo que ir al templo de la cultura;

Quiero promover una romería,

Procesión al altar sabiduría,

Para donar mi cuota de ternura...


Llegaremos, romeros, de alma pura;

Cantaremos juntos por todo el día,

Canciones en honor a la Maestría

Con preces que el mal ignorancia cura.


Nuestro sendero romeral perfuma

Con flores azules y sus esencias,

Extraídas con el arte de las ciencias...


!Vengan conmigo, todos, sin excusas,

Mi culto es de gratitud a la suma

De bendiciones de las Nueve Musas!



TransVersion/Translation.
=*=*="Thanks To The Muses"


I go to the temple of the "Nine Towers",
I want to promote a pilgrimage, – revival, –
A Procession to the altar wisdom,
And in bliss, donate my quota of praises!

We will arrive, oh, compeers of pure soul!
We will sing together for the whole day,
Songs in honor of all teachers’ Mastership,
Who have lived to heal scars of ignorance!

Our path is the one that justice perfumes
With violet flowers and their essences,
Extracted with art under eyes of sciences...

People; come with me without vain excuses!
My cult is from gratitude to the sum
Of our Gifts blessed by all inspiring Muses!


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