By the avenue of hot stone
Comes a wild boy
With those winged sandals and
A latent bloom in his sex
Above our heads
Fireworks
Plunging through the night
People in a hurry
Stop to shout for pleasure
After seeing those flames
Falling like silk curds
And the moon that emits green light today
Dripping by each nose
By each stained sleeve
Sings like abandoning us
* * * *
Por el paseo de piedra caliente
Se acerca un chico salvaje
Con esas sandalias aladas y
Una flor latente en su sexo
Sobre nuestras cabezas
Fuegos artificiales
Que se precipitan por la noche
La gente apresurada
Se detiene para gritar de placer
Al ver esas llamas
Cayendo como grumos de seda
Y la luna que hoy emite luz verde
Goteando por cada nariz
Por cada manga manchada
Canta como abandonándonos
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