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when i first opened the book and started reading
it seemed peculiar to me
the people were strangers
and the language unfamiliar
so i dipped in and out
trying to force myself to concentrate
fighting the lack of fascination
and not spending much time in their company
it seemed to me that i was missing something
some foolish gap in my understanding
events were being referred to
and i didn't know the context
but i went back to the book
and slowly became more comfortable
in these people's presence
slowly became more confident
that the truth was being revealed to me
one layer at a time
i gradually became more and more engaged
and to my surprise i started to care
for these people and their troubles
i became used to the rhythm of the words
which had seemed so foreign to begin with
and found myself reading more often
and in longer stretches
now when not reading
i sometimes caught myself
thinking in the same way
as the book was written
the same rhythm of words
the same repetition of phrases
and suddenly i was in love
it felt like this world was my special place
felt like home
when i came back to it
coming to, i became aware
i only had 80 pages left
but still i hurtled on, devouring it
as my lovers learned their lessons
and met their truths
and one by one
all my questions were answered
with only 30 pages left i slowed down
and read the words aloud in my head
imagining i was reading to friends
i savoured every word
trying to speak in their voices
looking for meaning everywhere
afraid to miss a single thing
i read the last chapter so slowly
that it hardly made sense
desperate for the ending
and yet unwilling for it to end
and then it was over
i closed the book and sighed
i felt alone
i felt abandoned
my friends were gone
but the rhythm of their words
stayed with me
La primera vez que abrí el libro y empezó a leer
me pareció curioso que me
las personas eran extranjeros
y el idioma desconocido
por lo que cayó dentro y fuera
tratando de obligarme a concentrarse
la lucha contra la falta de fascinación
y no pasar mucho tiempo en su compañía
me pareció que me estaba perdiendo de algo
alguna laguna absurdo a mi entender
eventos se está haciendo referencia a
y yo no sabía el contexto
Pero me fui de nuevo al libro
y lentamente se hizo más cómodo
en la presencia de esta gente
poco a poco se volvieron más seguros
que la verdad estaba siendo revelado a mí
una capa a la vez
Poco a poco se hizo más y más comprometida
y para mi sorpresa empecé a cuidar
para estas personas y sus problemas
me acostumbré al ritmo de las palabras
que parecía tan extraño, para empezar
y me encontré leyendo más a menudo
y en tramos más largos
ahora, cuando no leer
A veces me llamó
pensando de la misma manera
como el libro fue escrito
el mismo ritmo de las palabras
la misma repetición de frases
y de repente yo estaba en el amor
se sentía como el mundo fue mi especial
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Spearmint
The Book
The Book
when i first opened the book and started reading
it seemed peculiar to me
the people were strangers
and the language unfamiliar
so i dipped in and out
trying to force myself to concentrate
fighting the lack of fascination
and not spending much time in their company
it seemed to me that i was missing something
some foolish gap in my understanding
events were being referred to
and i didn't know the context
but i went back to the book
and slowly became more comfortable
in these people's presence
slowly became more confident
that the truth was being revealed to me
one layer at a time
i gradually became more and more engaged
and to my surprise i started to care
for these people and their troubles
i became used to the rhythm of the words
which had seemed so foreign to begin with
and found myself reading more often
and in longer stretches
now when not reading
i sometimes caught myself
thinking in the same way
as the book was written
the same rhythm of words
the same repetition of phrases
and suddenly i was in love
it felt like this world was my special place
felt like home
when i came back to it
coming to, i became aware
i only had 80 pages left
but still i hurtled on, devouring it
as my lovers learned their lessons
and met their truths
and one by one
all my questions were answered
with only 30 pages left i slowed down
and read the words aloud in my head
imagining i was reading to friends
i savoured every word
trying to speak in their voices
looking for meaning everywhere
afraid to miss a single thing
i read the last chapter so slowly
that it hardly made sense
desperate for the ending
and yet unwilling for it to end
and then it was over
i closed the book and sighed
i felt alone
i felt abandoned
my friends were gone
but the rhythm of their words
stayed with me
Spearmint
El Libro
El Libro
La primera vez que abrí el libro y empezó a leer
me pareció curioso que me
las personas eran extranjeros
y el idioma desconocido
por lo que cayó dentro y fuera
tratando de obligarme a concentrarse
la lucha contra la falta de fascinación
y no pasar mucho tiempo en su compañía
me pareció que me estaba perdiendo de algo
alguna laguna absurdo a mi entender
eventos se está haciendo referencia a
y yo no sabía el contexto
Pero me fui de nuevo al libro
y lentamente se hizo más cómodo
en la presencia de esta gente
poco a poco se volvieron más seguros
que la verdad estaba siendo revelado a mí
una capa a la vez
Poco a poco se hizo más y más comprometida
y para mi sorpresa empecé a cuidar
para estas personas y sus problemas
me acostumbré al ritmo de las palabras
que parecía tan extraño, para empezar
y me encontré leyendo más a menudo
y en tramos más largos
ahora, cuando no leer
A veces me llamó
pensando de la misma manera
como el libro fue escrito
el mismo ritmo de las palabras
la misma repetición de frases
y de repente yo estaba en el amor
se sentía como el mundo fue mi especial
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
