LA CIUDAD DE LOS POETAS
La ciudad de los poetas,
es la ciudad donde las musas vuelan alborotadas,
donde las letras bailan en danzas de alegría,
es la ciudad de las estrellas fantasía.
Allí, no existen las penas, ni el dolor,
porque los poetas las borraron, con sus brochas de color.
Una ciudad mágica,
una isla, donde todos los sueños pueden ser realidad.
Allí habitan, los poetas de antaño,
los poetas del siglo de oro español, también los poetas
modernos y los poetas jóvenes de nuestro siglo.
Dialogan y les cuentan,
los secretos de las maravillas de la pluma,
sus técnicas, sus artes,
¡Como llegar al lector a profundidad!
¡Es la ciudad de los poetas!
Donde se recitan los versos más bellos de amor.
Allí todos izan las banderas de la paz,
hay confraternidad,
no existe, la envidia, ni la maldad.
La ciudad de los poetas,
¡Cuánta magia en sus saetas!
¡Cuánta música en sus liras inspiradas!
No, no quisiera regresar de este mi sueño,
en que los poetas, tengan el gobierno del
mundo, y pinten el planeta de paz y amor,
pero es un sueño mágico, del que debo despertar,
mas, quisiera grabarlo, en lo profundo del corazón,
no borrarlo, porque me baña de emoción.
Poetas del mundo, traslademos esta ciudad
a nuestra realidad,
llenemos el universo, de paz, esperanza y libertad;
el mundo de guerras, cansado está.
Autora: Edith Elvira Colqui Rojas-Perú-Derechos Reservados
CITY OF POETS
City of Poets,
It is the city where inspired muses fly
where the lyrics dance to the dance of joy,
It's the city of fantasy stars.
There, no grief, no pain,
because the poets wiped them out, with their brushes of color.
A magical city,
An island where all dreams can come true.
There they reside, last year's poets,
poets of the Spanish golden century, also modern poets and young poets of our century.
They talk and tell them,
the secrets of pen miracles,
their techniques, their arts,
How to reach the reader in depth!
It's the city of poets!
Where the most beautiful verses of love are recited.
There everyone hoists the flags of peace,
there is society,
No envy nor evil.
City of Poets,
What magic in their arrows!
What music in your inspired voices!
No, I wouldn't want to come back from this dream,
in which poets have the government of the world and paint the planet of peace and love,
but it's a magical dream from which to wake up,
but, I would like to record it, deep in my heart,
Don't wipe it because it gives me emotion.
Poets of the world, we move this city
for our reality,
let us fill the universe with peace, hope, and freedom;
The world of wars is tired.
Author: Edith Elvira Colqui Rojas-Peru-Reserved Rights
CITY OF POETS
City of Poets,
It is the city where inspired muses fly
where the lyrics dance to the dance of joy,
It's the city of fantasy stars.
There, no grief, no pain,
because the poets wiped them out, with their brushes of color.
A magical city,
An island where all dreams can come true.
There they reside, last year's poets,
poets of the Spanish golden century, also modern poets and young poets of our century.
They talk and tell them,
the secrets of pen miracles,
their techniques, their arts,
How to reach the reader in depth!
It's the city of poets!
Where the most beautiful verses of love are recited.
There everyone hoists the flags of peace,
there is society,
No envy nor evil.
City of Poets,
What magic in their arrows!
What music in your inspired voices!
No, I wouldn't want to come back from this dream,
in which poets have the government of the world and paint the planet of peace and love,
but it's a magical dream from which to wake up,
but, I would like to record it, deep in my heart,
Don't wipe it because it gives me emotion.
Poets of the world, we move this city
for our reality,
let us fill the universe with peace, hope, and freedom;
The world of wars is tired.
Author: Edith Elvira Colqui Rojas-Peru-Reserved Rights
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