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Sounds of Pain (Poem Inside the Booklet)

Sounds of Pain Poem

A las artes musicales, a los lectores, a los poetas de la agonía.
He aquí los ojos de la tierra regada en lágrimas,
he aquí las hojas resecas del encino,
he aquí las aguas de las buitreras
que tragan la cordillera,
he aquí los desbordados canales
de invierno donde duerme Uaral…

English Translation

To the musical arts, to the readers, to the poets of the agony.
Here are the eyes of the watered earth by tears,
here are the dried leaves of the holm oak,
here are the waters of Las Buitreras
that swallow the mountain range,
here are the overflowed canals
of Winter where Uaral sleeps…

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