Leopoldo María Panero - Poemas do manicômio de Mondragón

Bilingial edition (ES/PT)

You who only have sweet words for the dead
and carry a bouquet of flowers in your hand
to await Death
who falls from her steed, wounded
by a knight who captures her with his shining lips
and cries through the nights thinking that he loved you,
and says go to the garden and watch as the stars fall
and let us speak calmly so that no one hears us