117. CAMILO TORRES RESTREPO

And in my cavalier navigating this currency turmoil I with the heart of noon In the lingering strands of the unraveling clouds Like my flag behind his boat, Under the pleasant roars of the cannon shots of the sun: With his single law of day and night; To the liberation of the seditious god from his own shadow; At the expense of injustice and any other darkness; Also unscathed by the harassment of the daily altar; In the swift and red-handed gallop of his orb Lurking for any speechless bread without a roof or routine to perish.

Already braided to the safeguard of memory In a bold chip to the shield of its flag, the cross. Tightening the ropes of his cassock to escape From the conciabukos And from the mezzanines I turn to overlap a gospel or Even the neighborhoods, the streets, the rally, the aborada, a united front, a people To the elusive edge of the radars, Of the love of the delivery of the academy Combolution laminated agrarian cistern.

Between the bouquets like its own enjalma In the dry of his passion and pain Churning in the Flow of Mercy. Under the steed of faith, hope and charity, Sustain me from these heights and from this storm of the wind and the fire pigeons of the holistice of the twilight and the sun suspicion on the passion of the cross On this platform of shipwrecks sustain me a complaint and a fondness, stoic captain of body, golconda soul In this gnawed little pond of truth. My fucking tyrant in the back room of the lord of mystery and glory the power and the kingdom and its folly.

Maria WAS MY ADA ENLIGHTENED BY amen I HAVE GOT CERTAINTY OF mud brocades and proletarian sweat In this unwoven storaque Through the cycles of the vacant celestial and the flaming fleeting astrals What did I want to carve? by aliprimera sigh in victor jara's treasury and in the breath of breath. Hidden dog, Mfractal of god at the exit of this orb of Gagarin Ancestor IN THE WHEEL OF TIME, AS MUCH AS THE INDIGENOUS COMPLEXION OF YOU MY HEAVENLY MOTHER MOTHER A procession of the MARIA DEL CARMEN And watch undaunted and sparkle IN THE BATle BY the stelae of a night in pallariformes voice of the rally

MY CAPITAL WAS YOUR SHELL oh land and bariada, AND THE ENJOYMENT OF KNOWING YOU, the navigator and the island OF ENTANGLING BETWEEN: the winds of rain that pierce the distant Dkcha from the bedroom that rumored in the window TRAMAS, of sweet veils, Stunned soul, Roof of warm foams, Like the roar of the jungle In the moan of the rain, loving the meadow With the croaking of frogs and the long-awaited nocturnal target In the rifle for the bread and the earth, in his hand in that bullet go up to the sky live of the last thresholdY de todas las dichas que al aferrarlas se esfuman .

En ti me has abrigado Y contigo VOY Impecable recorriendo las fluctuaciones de intensidad que entre todas las fibraciones me llevaran tras el águila Después de todo poder toda autoridad y toda ley A ti nuestro padre inmemorial que me haz vaciado entre tus ADORADORES.