CONFABULAR – De Salud o nada
“Es la llanura el hijo perfecto
los que abrimos la mañana con los dientes
viviendo hasta aquí arriba
el vino de mano en mano
el poema de mano en mano
la sangre de mano en mano
sí es verdad
habría que decirlo a todo el mundo.”
CONFABULATE – Health or nothing
“It is plain the perfect son
which opened the morning with teeth
living up here
wine from hand to hand
the poem from hand to hand
blood from hand to hand
yes it’s true
I would have to say it to everyone. “
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