Tiris by Ali Salem Iselmu – Poems – Poetry Translation Centre


    Si llegas alguna vez
    a una tierra lisa y blanca
    acompaada de inmensas estatuas negras
    y el andar pasivo de camellos y beduinos,
    recuerda que existe una tierra sin amo y sin dueo
    espejo y alma de todo ser inocente.

    If you ever come
    to a wide, white land
    dotted with towering black statues
    crossed by the slow tracks of camels and Bedouin,
    remember there exists a land with no master and no owner,
    the mirror and the soul of all innocent people


muchas gracias mi amigo


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