My People
The night is beautiful,
So the faces of my people.
The stars are beautiful,
So the eyes of my people.
Beautiful, also, is the sun.
Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people.
Tag: 20th century poet
PUENTE
¿Lejos?
Hay un arco tendido
que hace viajar la flecha
de tu voz.
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