El Amante

El Amante, del cielo, grita,

“¡Yo soy El Único, soy lo todo!

Cuando miraste en tu espejo

Me viste en tu reflejo, Mija”

Su amor fuerte llena las vidas

De todos los ríos, ahogados

El perfume de su piel rasgado

Conquista almas de estrellitas

Desde la eternidad muéstranos

Cada piedra del viento bailando

Veneno azul huye sus ojos

La perdita sus brazos buscando

Encuentra; vida en aguas rojos

Que cubren montañas, abarcando 

"The Lover" (English Translation)

The lover cries from within the heavens

“I am the only one, I am all!

When you looked into your mirror

You saw me in your reflection, my child”

His strong love fills the lives

Of all the rivers, drowned

The perfume of his ripped flesh

Conquering souls of little stars

Within eternity he shows us

Every stone of the wind dancing

Blue venom flees his eyes/sight

The lost woman for his arms searching

Encounter; life in red waters

That covers mountains, encompassing

Reflections

Turning away from un-faceable, angry mirror

Hunted, hated reflection in tainted mirror

Someone else is loving him, touching him, I blame

Them all – “the glass points in my direction,” O sainted mirror

From enchanted wall you cry “Fairest of them all!”

She is in far-away land and I have a painted mirror

Imprisoned soul within, O Narcissus, you weep

For love of the man you see in rain-filled mirror

Cold, unfeeling and naked liquid sings

“Truth shall set you free” only in haunted mirror

Yahweh, with murderous beauty, veils and covers

His kleos[1], lethal, from sight of mortal, faded mirror

The ancient tree hungrily imbibes his crimson Holy Water

And dewdrops slip sensuously towards green, veinèd mirror

I see myself only in hues of purple, it is cold

To hold hands with death and gaze into fainted mirror

Marble and clay and silver and pearl

Topaz slices the finger of earth in beautied mirror

And I, Liria, tell you to be only seen and known

For oblivion waits patiently in this prison of tainted mirror

[1] “κλέος” is the Greek word for “glory;” the connotation is, “what people have said about you.”

Selfish voice, forsook

Translate my being onto paper

Volumes of fractured beauty and murky identity

There's je no sais quoi

Grand untranslatability

Of my soul

Eating forests of innocence

So stop!

Hold the hands of man

Squeeze life into those rejected

Babies with tear-streaked faces

Bellies round and full of emptiness

Scars from skin ripped open

Broken, bloody flesh inside

Wounds too fresh for scars

Better to be poured out

Than to be written

With inky dewdrops and sweat

Sliding off the backs of the oppressed

Into hungry soil, forgotten

The story of their tears

Remains silent

I must give them my voice

So they can sing

Don't follow the wind

The spark grows to a roar

Flames leap and lick the edges

Of my depths

The wind whispers through

Oxygenating the deepest longings

And I am carried away

Israel

A people freed cry out for bondage

For the familiar feeling of metal

Shackled ankles and striped backs

Noses hunger for the scent of

Earth mingled with blood

In fear their eyes are blind to the desert lily

Ears deaf to the churning wind

Filled with the beating wings of quail

Souls long deeply for paradise unknown

But the lost island of dreams. yet immaterial

Does not provide sufficient memory

Deemed unworthy of trust, its beauty

Is thrust aside, forsaken for the comfort of the slave

We are the slaves whose weakened contempt

Strengthens the chained muscles of our arms

Whose eyes, blurred by tears of despond

Blink forth rivers likened to the bloody Nile

From which we have been freed

"How can this promise surpass all

That we have known before?"

Escondido

Run, run to the safety

Of all your ornaments

And masks

Hide the twinkling jewels

Of your smile

For you will never be

Wanted

On the current contents of your

Account

Oda a la Luciernaga

En las noches de veranos muertos

Cuando el viento fue agujetado con miel

Estabas conmigo, trayendo luz verde y dorada

Tus promesas se colgaban en los árboles embarazados

Que silbes de nuevo, la canción estremeciendo

En los bosques oscuros de los reinos antiguos

Nadie te notó hasta que desapareciste

Amigo de los niños y abuelos

El calor huyó antes de la luna

Y te encontraste entre mis manos ardientes

La prisión de cristal te hizo una lámpara

Gracias por volar en las olas de mis sueños

Desde paredes de papel y oja

Llevas nuestra esperanza en tu pecho duro

Te mendigo, tráiganos hueles de tierra e hierba

Nunca nos dejes de nuevo