PEDRO AZNAR tankas

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Pedro Aznar
Music Box
tankas
TANKAS
(J.L. Borges-P. Aznar)
High on the summit
The whole garden It is the moon,
Golden moon.
More precious is the touch
Of your mouth in the shadow.
The voice of the bird
That the gloom hides
br/>He has fallen silent.
You walk through your garden.
Something, I know, is missing.
The other's cup,
The sword that was a sword
In another hand,
The moon in the street,
Tell me, are they not enough?
Under the moon
The tiger of gold and shadow
Look at his claws.
He does not know that at dawn
They have destroyed a man.
Sad the rain
That falls on the marble,
Sad to be earth.
Sad not to be the days
Of man, the dream, the dawn.
Not to have fallen,
Like others of my blood,
In the battle.
Being in the vain night
He who counts the syllables
Pedro Aznar: voice
Alejandro Devries: piano
Damián Bolotín: violin
Patricio Villarejo: cello

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