domingo, 27 de agosto de 2017

Escrito contigo. 10



Qué inquietante condena a la avaricia 
expresaba un amigo frío que jamás me dio nada 
y que tenía la baja costumbre de robar, 
en su mente vanidosa, 
él era un hombre noblemente generoso, 
él podía prescindir de su conciencia 
porque lo único que le importaba eran las grotescas baratijas 
y una baratija había sido él para sus padres, 
los míos fueron gente humilde y honrada 
y por mucho amor que te dé 
nunca pienso que es demasiado. 

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Written with you. 10

What a disturbing condemnation of greed
Expressed a cold friend who never gave me anything
And that he had the low habit of stealing,
In his vain mind,
He was a nobly generous man,
He could dispense with his conscience
Because the only thing that mattered to him were the grotesque trinkets
And a trinket had been he for his parents,
Mine were humble and honorable people
And as much as I love you
I never think it's too much.

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