Nueva identidad (es – en)

Había cortado las venas 
escapado a una vida nueva
nueva identidad en un distante territorio

desde cero levantaba una casa
hecha de músculos
y velas hinchadas por el deseo 

mi camiseta de asas blanca, 
mientras amasaba el hormigón, 
era la bandera de mi patria

su himno el roce de la grava
contra el metal de la pala
del sudor nacian oceanos 

y el dolor físico amortizaba 
una deuda desconocida 

rodeado de este frenesí 
vivía protegido y feliz

dormía rendido cada noche
y no soñaba

ni siquiera lograba imaginar
que un día volvería 
reptando, lenta
a alcanzarme la culpa


New identity

I had cut my veins 
escaped into a new life 
a new identity in a distant land

from scratch, I was building a house 
made of muscle 
and sails swollen with desire

my white vest 
as I mixed the concrete 
was the flag of my homeland

its anthem, the scrape of gravel 
against the metal of the shovel 
from sweat, oceans were born

and physical pain softened 
an unknown debt

surrounded by this frenzy 
I lived protected and happy

I slept exhausted every night 
and did not dream

I could not even imagine
that one day it would come
creeping back to find me, 
guilt