And deep down,
Meditate ...
The Man God
Always escapes,
He smiles defiantly,
Feels invincible.
After him,
The Flood...
With great galleys,
Beats the resilience of Neptune,
And endorses the best extinctions,
Furrowing the oceans for more.
Life ...
It has its Cahuides,
It has its Kamikazes,
That are made to kill,
With its cargo in the belly.
Right now they’re up into their Trojan horses,
And they ride to his immolation.
On land,
At the celebration of another,
They will feel as David,
Its only rock.
Traducido por Daniela Reyna
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