Mirando
Unas barrancas que caen al tren.
Nobles señoras pasan.
Por Juramento ruido a vaivén.
En la glorieta bailan.
El cielo cela, mirando.
Las bicicletas presas.
Y el sol en las baldosas flojas.
El tilo espera, mirando.
De marionetas se vistió cada Domingo.
La vida queda mirando.
Deme su mano. Tenga mi honor.
La Luna en vela, mirando.
Nobles señoras pasan.
Por Juramento ruido a vaivén.
En la glorieta bailan.
El cielo cela, mirando.
Las bicicletas presas.
Y el sol en las baldosas flojas.
El tilo espera, mirando.
De marionetas se vistió cada Domingo.
La vida queda mirando.
Deme su mano. Tenga mi honor.
La Luna en vela, mirando.
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Writer(s): Diego Guillermo Forclaz
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