Бейя Клара Вентура. Колумбия. Солдат
`````````````````````````````````Bella Clara Ventura
``````````````````````(del libro “Paz, sicaria de la lagrima”)
```````````````````````````````````````EL SOLDADO
````````````````````````````````Gelidos vientos le habitan
``````````````````````````````````````````el alma.
`````````````````````````````Deja en desamparo a seres queridos
` ``````````````````````````````````y al hijo sin presencia.
``````````````````````````````````````Su suerte se debate
` ````````````````````````````````en el corazon de la muerte
``````````````````````````````donde se encuentra frente a frente
`````````````````````````````````````con otra erizada piel,
`````````````````````````````````tanto como la suya o aun mas.
`````````````````````````````````````El dialogo se hace tiro.
``````````````````````````````````El sonido acompana la herida.
```````````````````````````````````Escalofrios siente el cielo
`````````````````````````````mientras desgaja sobre sangres un trueno.
``````````````````````````````````````Los relampagos azotan.
````````````````````````````````````````Tiembla la tierra.
``````````````````````````````````````Se traga al moribundo.
```````````````````````````````No resiste un muerto mas sobre su seno.
```````````````````````````Antes del ultimo aliento las manos se aprietan.
```````````````````````````````````Las palmas otro rumor acogen.
````````````````````````````````Anhelan retener un adi;s sin gloria.
```````````````````````````````````Reconocen que no valio la pena
`````````````````````````````````````morir como carne de canon
```````````````````````````````librando la ;ltima batalla en cenizas.
``````````````````````````````````````Bajo la jaur;a de perros
```````````````````````````````````````se acortan distancias.
````````````````````````````````````````Ladrido del embuste
`````````````````````````````````````clama por un cese al fuego.
```````````````````````````````````Halla eco en mentes enajenadas.
```````````````````````````````Refugio de un poder ausente de sentido,
`````````````````````````````````````hecho a la medida del hombre
`````````````````````````````````````sin percibir su parte divina.
````````````````````````````````````La abandona en estado de animal
`` ````````````````````````````````````````````en caceria.
```````````````````````````````````````Imagen del pecho en desafio
`````````````````````````````````````````bajo cielos de borrasca.
``````````````````````````````````````По мотивам Бейи Клары Вентуры
`````````````````````````````````````````````````СОЛДАТ
``````````````````(Свидетельство о публикации распространяется только на перевод)
````````````````````Литературный перевод с испанского О. Шаховской (Пономаревой)
````````````````````````````````````Студёные ветра в поход пакуют душу.
``````````````````````````````````````Права свои, любимых вы забудьте.
`````````````````````````````````Судьба – борьба в воде и воздухе, на суше.
``````````````````````````````````Ты сын, тревога матери - твоё отсутствие.
``````````````````````````````````И в сердце собственном борьба со смертью,
```````````````````````````````````````c ней каждый день лицом к лицу,
```````````````````````````без пищи, без питья – лишь часть лишений выпавших бойцу.
```````````````````````````````````В колючках, загрубела кожа, и в репьях,
```````````````````````````````````````````За мальчиков переживаю я,
````````````````````````````````````````````они, по сути, ещё дети,
````````````````````````````````````вступают в диалог, не видя жизни, света…
```````````````````````````````````````Стрельбу сопровождают раны, смерти,
``````````````````````````````````тела ломают, кровь – рекой, в ней тонут жизни,
``````````````````````````````владеет страх душой, и небо близко смотрит с укоризной.
```````````````````````````````````````````И вспышки воздух разрезают,
``````````````````````````````````````````а содроганья землю раздирают.
```````````````````````````````````````Но смерти ты, сынок, сопротивляйся:
``````````````````````````````````````````держись, борись и не сдавайся!
``````````````````````````````````````Но до последнего дыханья пальцы сжаты,
``````````````````````````````````````````смертельна хватка с автоматом.
`````````````````````````````````````Защиту гомон голосов и крики в пальмах ищут
````````````````````````````````````````Прощание читают сослуживцы на губах.
``````````````````````````````````````````Поймёшь, что пропадёшь бесславно…
`````````````````````````````````````````````````ни с кого не взыщешь…
````````````````````````````````````Последний бой освобождает, превращая в прах.
`````````````````````````````````В чужих, не дрогнувших руках, ты - пушечное мясо.
```````````````````````````````````````Призванье обернулось карой, наказаньем.
````````````````````````````````````````Внизу собачья свора жадная, горластая,
```````````````````````````````````````````так быстро сокращает расстояние,
````````````````````````````````````````````с цепи сорвались, лают ложь.
```````````````````````````````````Взываю к Разуму: Туши огня и крови ?колыханье?!
`````````````````````````````````````````Хочу я обнаружить эхо, мысли дрожь
`````````````````````````````````````````у тех людей, кто был лишён рассудка
```````````````````````````````````````````````````ради процветанья,
``````````````````````````````````````````кто драпирует равнодушьем чувства,
`````````````````````````````````````````````и глух к Божественному Слову.
`````````````````````````````````````````````````````````Я верю,
```````````````````````````````````````что покинет человека ощущение добычи, дичи
``````````````````````````````````````````и представляю мужество груди готовой
```````````````````````````````````````````````````````бросить вызов.
````````````````````````````````````````````Как небеса печальны и безжизненны!
17.08.12
``````````````````````(del libro “Paz, sicaria de la lagrima”)
```````````````````````````````````````EL SOLDADO
````````````````````````````````Gelidos vientos le habitan
``````````````````````````````````````````el alma.
`````````````````````````````Deja en desamparo a seres queridos
` ``````````````````````````````````y al hijo sin presencia.
``````````````````````````````````````Su suerte se debate
` ````````````````````````````````en el corazon de la muerte
``````````````````````````````donde se encuentra frente a frente
`````````````````````````````````````con otra erizada piel,
`````````````````````````````````tanto como la suya o aun mas.
`````````````````````````````````````El dialogo se hace tiro.
``````````````````````````````````El sonido acompana la herida.
```````````````````````````````````Escalofrios siente el cielo
`````````````````````````````mientras desgaja sobre sangres un trueno.
``````````````````````````````````````Los relampagos azotan.
````````````````````````````````````````Tiembla la tierra.
``````````````````````````````````````Se traga al moribundo.
```````````````````````````````No resiste un muerto mas sobre su seno.
```````````````````````````Antes del ultimo aliento las manos se aprietan.
```````````````````````````````````Las palmas otro rumor acogen.
````````````````````````````````Anhelan retener un adi;s sin gloria.
```````````````````````````````````Reconocen que no valio la pena
`````````````````````````````````````morir como carne de canon
```````````````````````````````librando la ;ltima batalla en cenizas.
``````````````````````````````````````Bajo la jaur;a de perros
```````````````````````````````````````se acortan distancias.
````````````````````````````````````````Ladrido del embuste
`````````````````````````````````````clama por un cese al fuego.
```````````````````````````````````Halla eco en mentes enajenadas.
```````````````````````````````Refugio de un poder ausente de sentido,
`````````````````````````````````````hecho a la medida del hombre
`````````````````````````````````````sin percibir su parte divina.
````````````````````````````````````La abandona en estado de animal
`` ````````````````````````````````````````````en caceria.
```````````````````````````````````````Imagen del pecho en desafio
`````````````````````````````````````````bajo cielos de borrasca.
``````````````````````````````````````По мотивам Бейи Клары Вентуры
`````````````````````````````````````````````````СОЛДАТ
``````````````````(Свидетельство о публикации распространяется только на перевод)
````````````````````Литературный перевод с испанского О. Шаховской (Пономаревой)
````````````````````````````````````Студёные ветра в поход пакуют душу.
``````````````````````````````````````Права свои, любимых вы забудьте.
`````````````````````````````````Судьба – борьба в воде и воздухе, на суше.
``````````````````````````````````Ты сын, тревога матери - твоё отсутствие.
``````````````````````````````````И в сердце собственном борьба со смертью,
```````````````````````````````````````c ней каждый день лицом к лицу,
```````````````````````````без пищи, без питья – лишь часть лишений выпавших бойцу.
```````````````````````````````````В колючках, загрубела кожа, и в репьях,
```````````````````````````````````````````За мальчиков переживаю я,
````````````````````````````````````````````они, по сути, ещё дети,
````````````````````````````````````вступают в диалог, не видя жизни, света…
```````````````````````````````````````Стрельбу сопровождают раны, смерти,
``````````````````````````````````тела ломают, кровь – рекой, в ней тонут жизни,
``````````````````````````````владеет страх душой, и небо близко смотрит с укоризной.
```````````````````````````````````````````И вспышки воздух разрезают,
``````````````````````````````````````````а содроганья землю раздирают.
```````````````````````````````````````Но смерти ты, сынок, сопротивляйся:
``````````````````````````````````````````держись, борись и не сдавайся!
``````````````````````````````````````Но до последнего дыханья пальцы сжаты,
``````````````````````````````````````````смертельна хватка с автоматом.
`````````````````````````````````````Защиту гомон голосов и крики в пальмах ищут
````````````````````````````````````````Прощание читают сослуживцы на губах.
``````````````````````````````````````````Поймёшь, что пропадёшь бесславно…
`````````````````````````````````````````````````ни с кого не взыщешь…
````````````````````````````````````Последний бой освобождает, превращая в прах.
`````````````````````````````````В чужих, не дрогнувших руках, ты - пушечное мясо.
```````````````````````````````````````Призванье обернулось карой, наказаньем.
````````````````````````````````````````Внизу собачья свора жадная, горластая,
```````````````````````````````````````````так быстро сокращает расстояние,
````````````````````````````````````````````с цепи сорвались, лают ложь.
```````````````````````````````````Взываю к Разуму: Туши огня и крови ?колыханье?!
`````````````````````````````````````````Хочу я обнаружить эхо, мысли дрожь
`````````````````````````````````````````у тех людей, кто был лишён рассудка
```````````````````````````````````````````````````ради процветанья,
``````````````````````````````````````````кто драпирует равнодушьем чувства,
`````````````````````````````````````````````и глух к Божественному Слову.
`````````````````````````````````````````````````````````Я верю,
```````````````````````````````````````что покинет человека ощущение добычи, дичи
``````````````````````````````````````````и представляю мужество груди готовой
```````````````````````````````````````````````````````бросить вызов.
````````````````````````````````````````````Как небеса печальны и безжизненны!
17.08.12
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