The Condor

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Pablo Neruda - Non-Music, Literature

The Condor

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I am the condor, I fly over you who walk and suddenly in a wheeling of wind, feather, claws, I assault you and I lift you in a whistling cyclone of hurricaned cold. And to my tower of snow, to my dark eyrie I take you and you live alone, and you cover yourself with feathers and you fly above the world, motionless on the heights. Female condor, let us pounce upon this red prey, let us tear life that passes throbbing and lift together our wild flight. [original Spanish text] Yo soy el cóndor, vuelo sobre ti que caminas y de pronto en un ruedo de viento, pluma, garras, te asalto y te levanto en un ciclón silbante de huracanado frío. Y a mi torre de nieve, a mi guarida negra te llevo y sola vives, y te llenas de plumas y vuelas sobre el mundo, inmóvil, en la altura. Hembra cóndor, saltemos sobre esta presa roja, desgarremos la vida que pasa palpitando y levantemos juntos nuestro vuelo salvaje.

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