“La senda me moja bajo los ojos que se hacen agua, y el viento se va salado con la sal de tantas lágrimas. A lamer el río la sangre se estira en lenguas de llamas. El agua del río huele a un millón de puñaladas, y las naciones de Europa con tanta sangre se bañan, y sus mentiras condensan en esta mentira clásica: son hombres que dan su vida por sus banderas y patrias... Under eyes that become water the road wets me, and the wind leaves salted with the salt of so many tears. To lick the river, the blood stretches in tongues of flames. The water of the river smells of a million stab wounds, and the nations of Europe bathe with so much blood, and their lies condense in this classic lie: they are men who give their lives for their flags and countries... ("Ochenta Mil/Eighty Thousand")”
Quote by Julia de Burgos
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