Friday, December 14, 2007

The iron in your heart is rusting

Γιατί όπου κι αν κοιτάξω
βλέπω όσα θέλω να ξεχάσω;

añoranzas

Todo quedó contigo,
lejano e intangible
como aquella tarde de julio.
A veces visito
la muralla que nos separa.
Intento recuperar
tantas oraciones perdidas
y pedirle a Dios
que nos libre de las langostas.

[yearning

Everything stayed with you
distant and intangible
like that evening in July.
Sometimes I visit
the wall that divides us.
I try to recover
so many lost prayers
and pray to God
to deliver us from the locusts.]

Mohamed Salem

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