[To find a kiss of yours] <i>translated by Sarah Arvio.</i> To find a kiss of yours what would I give A kiss that strayed from your lips dead to lo… - Federico García Lorca

"Quasida of the Woman Prone"

To see you naked is to remember the Earth,
the smooth Earth, clean of horses,
the Earth without reeds, pure form,
closed to the future, confine of silver.

To see you naked is to understand the desire
of rain that looks for the delicate waist,
or the fever of the broad-faced sea
that cannot find the light of its cheek.

Blood will ring through the bedrooms
and will come with flaming swords,
but you will not know the hiding places
of the violet or the heart of the toad.

Your womb is a struggle of roots.
Your lips are a dawn without contour.
Under the lukewarm roses of the bed
the dead men moan, awaiting their return.

Pero el 2 no ha sido nunca un número
es una angustia y su sombra...

¡Que no quiero verla! Dile a la luna que venga,
que no quiero ver la sangre
de Ignacio sobre la arena. ¡Que no quiero verla!