Con esa palabra rota,
única, con que te he escrito
tantas veces, de mil maneras,
dicho, amor, sobrevive en ti,
lo que eres y siempre has sido.
Solo repito quizás un mismo poema,
digo, una y mil veces,
si fuera necesario.
Rolando Gabrielli2024
With that broken word,
unique, with which I have written to you
so many times, in a thousand ways,
I say, love, what survives in you
is what you are and always have been.
I only repeat perhaps the same poem,
I say, one and a thousand times,
if it were necessary.
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