El prado de aquel sacro lugar donde reposa
que recogió de ella el llanto agonizante
y de él manar granado por la herida sangrante,
piadoso los trocó en flores a su losa…
…
The meadow of that sacred resting place
who picked from her such agonizing cries
and the flow of the bleeding wound from him,
pious turned both into flowers to the grave...
…
The meadow of that sacred resting place
who picked from her such agonizing cries
and the flow of the bleeding wound from him,
pious turned both into flowers to the grave...
© albertotrocóniz / 14
Texto: de “TRES SONETOS A ADONIS”
Imagen: del “Remembrance Day” Londres 2014
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