C�ntec de iarna

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Esti at�t de frumoasa, iarna !
C�mpul �ntins pe spate, l�nga orizont,
si copacii opriti, din fuga crivatului�
�mi tremura narile
si nici o mireasma,
si nici o boare,
doar mirosul �ndepartat, de gheata,
al sorilor.
Ce limpezi sunt m�inile tale, iarna !
Si nu trece nimeni
doar sorii albi se rotesc linistit
si g�ndul creste-n cercuri
sonoriz�nd copacii
c�te doi,
c�te patru.

Canci�n para el invierno

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�Eres t�n bonito, invierno!
El campo boca arriba, junto al horizonte,
y los �rboles parados, de la corrida del cierzo�
Mis ventanas de la nar�z tiemblan
y ninguna fragancia,
y ningun h�lito,
solamente el olor lejano, de hielo,
de los soles.
�Qu� claras son tus manos, invierno!
Y nadie pasa
solo los soles blancos dan vueltas tranquilamente
y el piensamiento crece en circulos
sonorizando los �rboles
dos por dos,
cuatro por cuatro.

Winter song
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You�re so beautiful, in winter!
The field lied on his back, next to the horizon,
and the trees stopped, from the running of the icy wind�
My nostrils are trembling
and no scent,
and no breath of wind,
just the distant smell, of ice,
of the suns.
How clear are your hands, in winter!
And nobody�s passing by
just the white suns spin around quietly
and the thought rises in circles
rendering sonorous the trees
two by two,
four by four.