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The Giant

Silvio Rodriguez

El Gigante

Un gigante,
cuando era infante,
lanzaba pedos
que daban miedo.
Y aquel
bellaco
a un gran saco
fue traspuesto,
por mo les to.

El gigante,
porque era infante,
gritó tan duro
que hasta el futuro
llegó su queja,
cierta y vieja
como un viento
descontento.
No se sabe si al fin
la grey
supo tratar gigantes
poco elegantes,
pero de ley.

Dale a tu niño besos,
pues para eso
nos llora el rey.

The Giant

A giant,
when he was a child,
would fart
that were scary.
And that
rascal
into a big sack
was put,
by mo les to.

The giant,
because he was a child,
screamed so loud
that even the future
came his complaint,
certain and old
like a wind
discontent.
It is not known if in the end
the flock
knew how to treat giants
not very elegant,
but of law.

Give your child kisses,
for that is why
the king cries.

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