Tears
I shed tears when I saw dead
People to whom I loved,
When in the world there were bad people
And we do not forget them.
Yes indeed, we poor have our ways
To do some things with grace required
In a multitudinous catharsis,
And so enrich ideas,
The pleasure it is to enjoy
Everyday good, so it is fine.
I felt an ecstasy
Weeping and laughing all together,
The light came to me from the space
And we all thought the same.
How much has the Moon looked after us!
Always there and smiling
And when swollen she illuminates us,
What sweet pleasure, what peace and what delight.
Elegies I do
In the name of those women and men
That never surrendered,
That never capitulated.
I am deeply grateful
For the good moments we shared,
That will be remembered by the entire world.
Regarding me,
I know my thoughts were always committed,
Although it was when I finally listed
On seeing there were some
That made impossible collective happiness,
That I told myself
How well did you do!
In these times the world is communist,
Guerrillas and armies that did never forget us
Caused havoc among fascists troops,
Nobody remembers them
Unless to laugh until our side aches.
We wanted without privilege,
Injustice lasted for a long time,
Better good people
Rule themselves with their good criteria.
My dear Earth, my dear Space,
Here I am pretty happy,
How good that of saying
Once and once again:
Do wisely always: I’m trying, I’m trying.
To laugh openly and if not to laugh inwardly,
How important it is, isn’t it?
With the grace of sisters and brothers
Who fight to see carried out great deeds
Be made everywhere
As if it was magical.
Madrid, 1 June 2017.
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