Miguel Hernandez Poems
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To The International Soldier Fallen In Spain
If there are men who contain a soul without frontiers,
a brow scattered with universal hair,
covered with horizons, ships, and mountain chains,
with sand and with snow, then you are one of those.
Fatherlands called to you with all their banners,
so that your breath filled with beautiful movements.
You wanted to quench the thirst of panthers
and fluttered full against their abuses.
With a taste of all suns and seas,
Spain beckons you because in her you realize
your majesty like a tree that embraces a continent.
Around your bones, the olive groves ...
El Rayo Que No Cesa
Un carnívoro cuchillo
de ala dulce y homicida
sostiene un vuelo y un brillo
alrededor de mi vida.
Rayo de metal crispado
picotea mi costado