Best Plata Poems

Reverberación de tela
Extiende tus ideas
Hasta el desayuno
Y de vuelta
Para quien mira con cuidado
La moneda se transparenta

Un pulso familiar
Tonadas de un botón pentagonal
Continuas espirales de papel
Antes...

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A veces, quisiera gritar,

Quisiera correr,

Quisiera reir,

Quisiera llorar,

Quisiera morir,

Quisiera iluminación,

Quisiera vivir,

Quisiera escapar,

Quisiera revivir...


A veces, pienso en ustedes,

Pienso en espacio,

Pienso nublado,

Pienso oscurecido,

Pienso esclarecido,

Pienso en transparencia,

Pienso en huesos,

Pienso...

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Oh, Sol y Luna que tratan de abrazarse,
No llegan a tocarse como La Creación por Miguel Angel,
Por tantos obstáculos obstruyéndoles de si mismos,
Por tantas barreras...

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They stand on the corner anything you want they got,
Some do the deals some run the money and some call shots,
All of them are ready...

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Mountains never reach (money)
Count the sands 
And tell me if 
Numbers have an end
Sorry you base happiness 
To just numbers
a mountain never reach
As your needs...

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Golondrina triste y mensajera
vuela a mí con tu sol de plata
y atraca tu alma en este
puerto solitario
y de lágrimas.

Seca en mis manos
el plumaje atacado
por los...

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El anhelo de un nuevo amanecer
Va desvaneciendo;
La noche retoma el poder.

Cae su beso lumínico,
Proyecta su espectro celestial,
Paisajes oscurecen a plata,
Silencios abarcan al ambiente;
El anhelo de...

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Hey, Pilgrims,
Let's dress-up
Dress-down the plumes
of the dancing Peacock
(If we'd allow)
but for the Ritual;

For Francsly speaking
in tongues of plata y oro,
Pound-for-bloody-pound
How much 'cide this buys?
A simply-uneasy...

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Hace tiempo atras me encontré un mapa
y en ese mapa habia una "X" marcando un lugar,
el nombre del aquel lugar por ahora se me escapa
solo...

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Don Jose wondered why men whispered low
not knowing they discussed his daughter fair.

"I'll talk to Miguel when we get to Luis Ore, Segundo.
He can persuade...

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Perched within the fair La Plata
just beneath the great San Juans
basking in the starlit rapture 
as the dusk approaches dawn

Lies the point of inspiration 
where...

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Don Arracho was fifty-four years old.
Rancho de Plata, gained from mission sale,
was Arracho's for price of a little gold.
Officials closed the mission's door, sad tale
when...

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Al completar trece, decidi lo mejor seria no crecer. No sere el primero en morir 
como martir pues la pobreza tal vez me convenza que...

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Now they do leave and go their distant ways.
Don Jose rides with Arracho to shore
as Segundo brings ladies home with bays.
The destination's hacienda's door.

Sound of...

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Now lady fair watched Segundo walk beams
and she felt shudder go up spine with sight.
This Segundo, with balance fine it seems,
walked rails as he walked...

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