
Mientras camino intento cantar
sin salirme de mis huellas,
de aquel camino caprichoso
donde el destino se escribió
entre sudor y lágrimas.
Y mientras canto
voy despertando ausencias
y extrañando querencias
de abrazos imaginados
al otro lado de la ventana.
Y mientras camino y canto
vienen los recuerdos
de mi tierra bendita,
de esas orillas del Huallaga
mirándome dulcemente.
LMML
Amazing piece, Lincoln. Gorgeous .💕
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I am glad to know that you have enjoyed my letters.
Hugs from afar, Grace. 🤗
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English version , please.
Joanna
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English version, please.
Joanna
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SINGING AND FOOTPRINTS
As I walk I try to sing
without leaving my footprints,
of that capricious path
where destiny was written
between sweat and tears.
And while I sing
I am awakening absences
and missing the love
of imagined embraces
on the other side of the window.
And as I walk and sing
come the memories
of my blessed land
of those banks of the Huallaga
looking at me sweetly.
LMML
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🥰🥰🥰
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🤗🤗🤗
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Thank you, Lincoln, SO MUCH!! It is such a beautiful poem!
You are very kind!
Joanna
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I’m glad you liked my poem.
Thank you Joanna for reading it.
Hugs.
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I love this .
Thanks Anita
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I’m glad to know that you loved my verses.
Thanks for visiting me, Anita.
Fraternal greetings. 🤗
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