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What would I think if you are away
And here, in a corner of dark solitude,
You are leaving the crumbs of memory
And appearance is flourishing in hell
From a silence that will lever forget you.  

How am I going to discover the destiny without you
How would you let me succumb into eternity
From a frontier that is hidden in pride;
Even though torture canít suffer what I am feeling,
I have arrived with the undoubted exorcism of soul
And cruelty are convincing me to think of you again.

You canít ignore the paths that unite us,
Because there is no direction that separates memory,
We should be allowed to get away from solitude
And the cold practice of death, and keep changing the departures
And the turns in the narrow stars of skies.  

Even though the universe would succumb in hell
There would not be sufficient fire that would sacrifice the dawn,
Which is departed through eternal borders
Is calming our pain and aggrandising the soul.  

What would I think if you are away ?



Miguel Ńngel Bernao Burrieza, Tomelloso, Spain
           & Translated by Peter Tase, Milwaukee, Wisconsin












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