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Soldier/ Soldado
He walked through the creatures
of the morning and
survived the traps
and the disappointment is great,
faith so short,
the ideas are few,
he bleeds out a little,
he presses and moves forward.
There are no
no stars
nor moons
no wind
perception is clouded
and the soul is defeated
There are paths to follow,
voices not to listen to
mornings to remember,
nights to cry
He rests next to a tree,
the birds hide,
the sky turn dark
his shoulders carry
the little hope and
memories,
farewell memories
The air feels cold,
dense, nostalgic
the night is quiet and
lonely
the ghosts come out
sightseeing,
the soldier does not fear
just watches and resists
The yellow giant looms
in the distance,
between whitish clouds,
brings with him
light for souls,
light for voices,
light of help
The soldier watches and
with his wounds already
bandaged gets up
He might faint some
kilometers ahead
and fall and rise
and go to tears
and shout to the heavens
or maybe find consolation.
•••••
Versión en español
Caminó a travez de las criaturas
de la mañana,
sobrevivió a las trampas
y la desilucion es grande,
la fe tan corta,
la ideas son pocas y
asi continua el soldado
se desangra un poco,
presiona y avanza.
No hay astros
ni estrellas
ni lunas
ni vientos
la percepcion esta nublada
el alma derrotada.
Hay caminos que recorrer,
voces que no escuchar
noches que llorar,
mañanas que recordar
Reposa al lado de un arbol,
las aves se esconden,
las voces se oyen
sus hombros cargan
con la tristeza y
con los recuerdos,
recuerdos de despedida
El aire se siente frio,
denso, nostalgico
la noche es tranquila y
solitaria
los fantasmas salen a
pasear,
el soldado no teme
solo observa y resiste
El gigante amarillo se asoma
a lo lejos,
entre nubes blanquecinas,
trae consigo
luz para almas,
luz para voces,
luz de ayuda.
El soldado observa y
con sus heridas ya vendadas
se levanta
Podria desmayar unos
quilometros adelante
Y caer y levantarse
y acudir al llanto
y gritar a los cielos
Podria encontrar tambien
el consuelo.
#WritcoQuote #lifestyle #insporational #healing #quoteswriter #nature #fantasy #writco
© Isay
of the morning and
survived the traps
and the disappointment is great,
faith so short,
the ideas are few,
he bleeds out a little,
he presses and moves forward.
There are no
no stars
nor moons
no wind
perception is clouded
and the soul is defeated
There are paths to follow,
voices not to listen to
mornings to remember,
nights to cry
He rests next to a tree,
the birds hide,
the sky turn dark
his shoulders carry
the little hope and
memories,
farewell memories
The air feels cold,
dense, nostalgic
the night is quiet and
lonely
the ghosts come out
sightseeing,
the soldier does not fear
just watches and resists
The yellow giant looms
in the distance,
between whitish clouds,
brings with him
light for souls,
light for voices,
light of help
The soldier watches and
with his wounds already
bandaged gets up
He might faint some
kilometers ahead
and fall and rise
and go to tears
and shout to the heavens
or maybe find consolation.
•••••
Versión en español
Caminó a travez de las criaturas
de la mañana,
sobrevivió a las trampas
y la desilucion es grande,
la fe tan corta,
la ideas son pocas y
asi continua el soldado
se desangra un poco,
presiona y avanza.
No hay astros
ni estrellas
ni lunas
ni vientos
la percepcion esta nublada
el alma derrotada.
Hay caminos que recorrer,
voces que no escuchar
noches que llorar,
mañanas que recordar
Reposa al lado de un arbol,
las aves se esconden,
las voces se oyen
sus hombros cargan
con la tristeza y
con los recuerdos,
recuerdos de despedida
El aire se siente frio,
denso, nostalgico
la noche es tranquila y
solitaria
los fantasmas salen a
pasear,
el soldado no teme
solo observa y resiste
El gigante amarillo se asoma
a lo lejos,
entre nubes blanquecinas,
trae consigo
luz para almas,
luz para voces,
luz de ayuda.
El soldado observa y
con sus heridas ya vendadas
se levanta
Podria desmayar unos
quilometros adelante
Y caer y levantarse
y acudir al llanto
y gritar a los cielos
Podria encontrar tambien
el consuelo.
#WritcoQuote #lifestyle #insporational #healing #quoteswriter #nature #fantasy #writco
© Isay
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