Multitudes (gl – en)

O vintecinco de xullo 
cargo nos ombreiros 
unha constatación azul e branca

mesmo aquí, 
camiñando polas ruas de Compostela 
no medio deste derradeiro alento 
de pobo vencido

sinto ese isolamento 
que con fidelidade de can
me acompañará polo resto 
dos meus moi tensionados 
e moi extenuantes días por viver

Multitudes

On the twenty-fifth of July 
I carry a blue and white realization 
on my shoulders 

even here, 
walking through the streets of Compostela 
in the midst of this last breath 
of a defeated people 

feeling that isolation 
that will accompany me 
with doglike loyalty 
for the rest of my very tense 
and very exhausting days to live