Let me lie
in my swim strokes
before I reach
any ground
They are made of truth
They are earth, water,
air and fire
and the beauty of a trout
you killed
long time ago
Let me lie
in my swim strokes
I will not render
my paddle
I will not embark
any boat
but my own
Before I reach
any shore
let me lie
in my swim strokes
Deja que me tienda en mis brazadas
antes de alcanzar cualquier orilla
Ellas abarcan la verdad
La tierra, el agua,
el aire, el fuego
y la belleza de la trucha
que mataste
hace mucho tiempo
Deja que me tienda en mis brazadas
No entregaré mi remo
No tomaré ningún barco
salvo el mío
Antes de alcanzar cualquier playa
Deja que me tienda en mis brazadas
(21-06-2024)
SUMMARY
Description by Edward S. Curtis: The Apache, old and young alike, are particularly fond of bathing, and make the most of every opportunity to have a swim. They call it "a swim" regardless of how shallow the water may be, just so long as they can wash their bodies.
HDT
(Concord River, en la obra “A week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers”.Traducción Guillermo Ruiz)
(Aquí el 20 de junio de 2006)
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