Y de pronto, en el centro de esta danza macabra
brinca hacia el cielo rojo, loco, un gran esqueleto,
llevado por el Ãmpetu, cual corcel se encabrita
y, al sentir en el cuello la cuerda tiesa aún,
crispa sus cortos dedos contra un fémur que cruje
con gritos que recuerdan atroces carcajadas,
y, como un saltimbanqui se agita en su caseta,
vuelve a iniciar su baile al son de la osamenta.
(Rimbaud)Now I'll find peace of mind
Finally found a way of thinking
Tried the rest, found the best
Stormy day won't find me sinkingI can't conceal it like I knew I did before
I got to tell you now, the ship is ready
Waiting on the shoreDare to look, face the test
On the eve when you set sailing
What you've learned, what you've earned
Ship of joy will stop you failingWind is high, so am I
As the shore sinks in the distance
Dreams unfold, seek the gold
Gold that's brighter than the sunlight
Sail away, see the day
Dawning on a new horizon
Gold's in sight, shining bright
Brighter than the sun that's risingThree thousand sails on high are straining in the wind
A raging sea below
Is this voyage coming to an end?
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