Polpa dorida
ยกEi, Terra Verde e Mar de Orballo,
polpa dorida se as hai!
ﾂ｡ﾃ《 tﾃｺas portas perdﾃｭn todo
cheiro alleo de terra ou mar
e agora, 贸 caer no teu colo,
oio pacer a canto hai!
Nimbos (1961)
Xosé María Díaz Castro
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