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First written in Spanish:

Al Muerte de Yegua y Cria

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O como quiero abrir mis venas

Como se les fueron tuyos

Que vivo contigo

Yegua habada y hermosa

Siempre a mi amando Vida.

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Como quiero pasar al rio

Llevando mi mismo pesado al arroyo

Para abrir mi corazon con un gajo limpio

Se hace la agua un morir desangrado

Chupandomi de la vida

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Y cuando doy el ultimo suspiro

Se alcanza mi alma, una chimera, brillandose, como las alas

De un cabellito del diablo…

La estrella prima en el crepusculo

Guidado al constelacion que eres horita

Ondulandose  tu cola, tu cria Nadjaa tan calma al lado

Guardando a todos los perdidos.

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Agua, quitate orita mis lagrimas

Hasta tu mismo

Que se hace pasar  mi tristeza

Lleva mi cancion

adetras de las piedras resbaladas

Banqueate mis cicatrizes

Arregla mi pello con flores blancas

Dejami ser tu luminosidad

Quitami por tu senda

Por el Rio Grande

Hasta el mar rojo morado

Del eternidad.

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Jenne’ Andrews

July 24, 2007

English

On the Death of a Mare and Foal…

O how I want to open my veins

As yours were opened

How I want to be with you,

Dappled grey mare loving-me

Vida.

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How I want to go down to the creek

Portage the years’ heavy self down to the creek

And open my heart with a clean slice

Water makes for a hidden death;

Dry Creek would leach me of life

And as my breath left and I went to sleep

My soul would ascend, a chimera,

shimmering, a dragonfly

Joining the first star at dusk

Guided to the constellation you have become

Lashing your tail, stillborn Nadja at your side,

Sentinels

Of the broken.

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Water, take my tears

Unto your body

Bleach my scars

Take my song with you

Over stones

Clean my wounds

Braid my hair with lilies

Let me become your glistening

Take me along your causeways,

Through the winding of the Rio Grande

to the eternal lilac sea.

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Jenne’ Andrews

July 24, 2007