Seamus Heaney: Una noche de agosto

19 junio 2007
Las manos de él eran tibias y pequeñas e inteligentes.
Cuando anoche las volví a ver, eran dos hurones
jugando solos en un campo iluminado por la luna.



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An August Night

His hands were warm and small and knowledgeable.
When I saw them again last night, they were two ferrets,
Playing all by themselves in a moonlit field.


/versión de Araceli Mancilla



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