the strongest branch - the cure
poem by:
Marco Bo
Written
on Nov 14, 2019
at the mercy of the wind the strongest branch
at the end of the row a rose in bloom
the fruit rests between
waiting for the harvest before autumn ..
under this gray and alien suburban sky
I dream of being mud I don't know where
away in the countryside that is good for the heart
a merced del viento la rama más fuerte
al final de la fila una rosa en flor
la fruta descansa entre ellos
esperando la cosecha antes del otoño ..
bajo este cielo suburbano gris y ajeno
sueño ser un pedazo de tierra lejos no sé dónde
allà en eso campo
que es bueno para el corazón