
The poets came to listen
without knowing it was none other than Oliverio Girondo
asking for Benedetti
in the village bar.
Roly sings about planets on his chest
and skinny girls made of glass.
The skinny girls don't matter;
the chest,
is my broken heart
for not believing Benedetti.
He,
doesn't know that love
is a word with thorns.




Los poetas venían a escuchar
sin saber era el mismísimo Oliverio Girondo
preguntando por Benedetti
en el bar del pueblo.
Roly canta sobre planetas en el pecho
y flacas de cristal.
Lo de las flacas da igual;
lo del pecho,
es mi corazón fracturado
por no creerle a Benedetti.
Él,
no sabe que el amor
es una palabra con espinas.



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