martes, 24 de marzo de 2009

DE LAS PALABRAS ANDANTES. EDUARDO GALEANO


DAVID PINTOR
De las palabras andantes."¿Un refugio? ¿Una barriga? ¿Un abrigo para esconderte cuando te ahoga la lluvia, o te parte el frío, o te voltea el viento? ¿Tenemos un espléndido pasado por delante? Para los navegantes con ganas de viento, la memoria es un puerto de partida."

A MILE WITH ME.HENRY VAN DYKE

CRIST

A Mile With Me

O who will walk a mile with me

Along life's merry way?

A comrade blithe and full of glee,

Who dares to laugh out loud and free,

And let his frolic fancy play,

Like a happy child, through the flowers gay

That fill the field and fringe the way

Where he walks a mile with me.


And who will walk a mile with me

Along life's weary way?

A friend whose heart has eyes to see

The stars shine out o'er the darkening lea,

And the quiet rest at the end o' the day,

--A friend who knows, and dares to say,

The brave, sweet words that cheer the way

Where he walks a mile with me.


With such a comrade, such a friend,

I fain would walk till journeys end

,Through summer sunshine, winter rain,

And then?--Farewell, we shall meet again!


Henry Van Dyke