O fío (gl – en)

A vista levántase sobre o magnolio 
E as placas solares dos tellados 
Foxe libre cravándose no ceo azul 

Nalgún punto da Europa continental
Do milleiro de fotos afogadas 
Quizais unha sobreviva ao naufraxio
Refuxiada na sua carteira 

E neste mesmo intre, entre duas nubes
Encontra o fío que brota do ventrículo
Esquerdo do meu corazón

The thread

My view rises above the magnolia 
And the solar panels on the roofs 
It escapes free, piercing the blue sky 

Somewhere in continental Europe
Of the thousand drowned photos 
Perhaps one survives the shipwreck
Refugee in their wallet 

And at this very moment, 
It finds between two clouds
The thread that springs 
From the left ventricle of my heart