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Tu Boca (Your Mouth)

Spanish   Yo hacía una divina labor, sobre la rocaCreciente del Orgullo.
De la vida lejana,Algún pétalo vívido me voló en la mañana,Algún beso en la noche.
Tenaz como una loca,Sequía mi divina labor sobre la roca.
   Cuando tu voz que funde como sacra campanaEn la nota celeste la vibración humana,Tendió su lazo do oro al borde de tu boca;  —Maravilloso nido del vértigo, tu boca!Dos pétalos de rosa abrochando un abismo…—Labor, labor de gloria, dolorosa y liviana;¡Tela donde mi espíritu su fue tramando él mismo!Tú quedas en la testa soberbia de la roca,Y yo caigo, sin fin, en el sangriento abismo!              EnglishI was at my divine labor, upon the rockSwelling with Pride.
From a distance,At dawn, some bright petal came to me,Some kiss in the night.
Upon the rock,Tenacious a madwoman, I clung to my work.
When your voice, like a sacred bell,A celestial note with a human tremor,Stretched its golden lasso from the edge of your mouth;—Marvelous nest of vertigo, your mouth!Two rose petals fastened to an abyss…—Labor, labor of glory, painful and frivolous;Fabric where my spirit went weaving herself!You come to the arrogant head of the rock,And I fall, without end, into the bloody abyss!


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