No interior hai un mar salgado que medrou paseniñamente pinga sobre pinga ano tras ano o mar cóbreo todo dende a planta dos pés torturados ata o punto máis alto do cerebro brando e circunnavegador - nin se decata de estar a pisar decote o mesmo chan - por dentro el era auga era un meniño e era auga o meniño tiña o reverso de onda mariña que bate o rochedo pena tras pena dor sobre dor as lágrimas que non toparan leito de rio ao que saltar crearan humidade de billa vella poderosa nai de océanos no interior hai unha bágoa rompendo na alma
Inner liquid
Inside there is a salty sea which grew slowly drop by drop year after year the sea covers everything from the sole of the tortured feet to the highest point of the brain soft and circumnavigator - it doesn't even realize it’s stepping always the same ground - inside he was water he was a boy and he was water the reverse of the boy was a sea wave that hits the rock grief after grief pain over pain tears had not encountered river bed to jump to they created old tap damp powerful mother of oceans inside there is a tear crashing on the soul
abel abilheira 