A incerta vida dos arquivos (gl – en)

Tras un caloroso día 
chego á tardiña 
deitado no céspede 
cos ollos pechados, 

sobre un afastado fondo de autovía 
salpican o aire 
os chíos das andoriñas

e o vento fresco rozando
suavemente os pelos do brazo 
tráeme as chaves do reino imaxinario
construído pola tua pel na miña mente, 

que rápido arden os meus arquivos
vencidos polo leve tacto

The uncertain life of files

After a hot day 
I arrive in the evening 
lying on the lawn
with my eyes closed 

on a distant highway background 
the chirping of swallows 
sprinkles the air

and the fresh wind gently 
brushing the hairs on my arm
brings me the keys 
to the imaginary kingdom
built by your skin in my mind,

how quickly my files burn
overcome by the light touch