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from Poesia en verso (1917 – 20) por Juan Ramón Jiménez, 1

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Alrededor de la copa
dél árbol alto,
mis sueños están volando.

Son palomas, coronados
de luces puras
que, al volar, derraman música

¡Cómo entran, cómo salen
del árbol solo!
!Cómo me enredan en oro!


Around the top
of a high tree
my dreams are flying

like doves crowned
with pure light
releasing music in their flight

entering, leaving
only this tree
hovering golden covering me.

Juan Ramón Jiménez








Drawing by Akram

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