jueves, 10 de abril de 2014

"Gauss bell , Tango"

                                                           

                                                                                 J. Miró

                                                                    " Gauss bell, Tango"
                                                                                ( tango )
Exposed to the contingency of " frequency " ...
I will be a number more , below this ostentatious Bell " ...
In the " Bell Gauss " I do not elevate " variances " ...
why I " placed " by the highest part .
Where I 'll best " odds " and "rate" ...
Where the feat is not as bold .
It is the last " chance" I'll have her,
 me has subduing the " Augur" my pillow ...

Your reading more immediate ,
has always suggested to me , definitely .
I will not leave , miss this opportunity ...
for I know that I will not have another .
I missed the infallibility
of secrecy to you, you signa .
I know this is too " intrusive deed "
 but better ... so one play , dreams .

There is a moon ... it is more for you ... Moon
And that suggests to me , patience ...
But ... I will not run away , my difficult " rodeo " ...
Even with the " wild horses " more , chúcaros " ...
I'm ready for the worst " Corcovo " ...
 Revoleando my whip the "  riding side  "
With my humble " virgin " of  "loop side "
and infinite things in my greedy destination.
There is a " bandoneon " , praying in the " suburbs " ...
and a guitar ... crying " by milonga" .

Usually the " shot " in the " earth? " ...
one more ... in my long road map .
Condescension of Ti ... no hope ,
better ... ahead of expectations, and " random " .
I know my ... you're not urged ...
But this is my last chance.
In "Eye of the Hurricane "
will wait for the " dead calm " .

Subject to diversity , will miss my last letters ,
the " Escolazo " life lavishes you .
It is the eve of the " Great Battle "
when one does not disbelieve , their own feelings.
Driven by your beauty ...
the " ram " , will be perfect.
I will break these " blind gates "
that separate me from idle optimism ...
It is uncertain ... my challenge ..
But worse , is nothing else ... U forgot ...


"Chúcaro" = bad horse

 / / / Daniel H Guasti
pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar

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