El hada que fue besada por los pixies
"Los
cuentos de hadas son más que reales; no porque nos digan que los
dragones existen, sino porque nos enseñan que se puede vencer a los
dragones."
-( Chesterton)
Comparto uno
de los poemas que escribí inspirado en una ilustración de Brian Froud,
el artista que colaboró con la película de "El Laberinto" de 1986 en
donde David Bowie hace del Rey de los Goblins.
El poema lo escribí originalmente en inglés y fue hace algunos años cuando empezaba a descubrir lo mucho que gozaba escribir. Al traducirlo al español, perdería sus rimas, por lo que lo dejé así. ¡Qué lo disfruten!
The Fairy who was kissed by the Pixies
Shh!… listen!
The water running between the stones
Shh...listen!
How the wind blows
The water running between the stones
Shh...listen!
How the wind blows
Come!
Sit next to me
Here! Down this old tree
Let him tell us stories
About heroes and their glories
About elves and pixies
About a fairy and her million kisses
Sit next to me
Here! Down this old tree
Let him tell us stories
About heroes and their glories
About elves and pixies
About a fairy and her million kisses
In another world, not
too far away
In a beautiful and pretty place
There lived a fairy, one of a kind
Her sadness and emptiness
Could stop the time
In a beautiful and pretty place
There lived a fairy, one of a kind
Her sadness and emptiness
Could stop the time
The king of the pixies
saw her cry
Sitting on his throne, started to make up his mind
How could he help her, to make her shine?
What could he do to see her smile?
Sitting on his throne, started to make up his mind
How could he help her, to make her shine?
What could he do to see her smile?
Let’s ask the gnomes –
he said
go to the leprechauns- they replied
shoes! A pretty pair of shoes- they said
let’s go to the elves he thought,
not being pleased by what he heard
A dress!!- they minded. Better if it’s blue
go to the leprechauns- they replied
shoes! A pretty pair of shoes- they said
let’s go to the elves he thought,
not being pleased by what he heard
A dress!!- they minded. Better if it’s blue
Not being happy by
their words
he traveled to other worlds
asking the nymphs, the trolls
and even the tritons
he traveled to other worlds
asking the nymphs, the trolls
and even the tritons
One night of insomnia
A voice spoke to him
– Ask your pixies, they’ll know what to do.
They’ve got millions of kisses and thousands of dreams to give –
A voice spoke to him
– Ask your pixies, they’ll know what to do.
They’ve got millions of kisses and thousands of dreams to give –
When the fairy woke up
Pixies were flying around
Without losing time
She was kissed by every one
Pixies were flying around
Without losing time
She was kissed by every one
Being kissed a million
times
Brought back her smile
She was happy again
And soon started to shine
Brought back her smile
She was happy again
And soon started to shine
Come!
Sit next to me
Let us listen to the stories
Of this wise old tree
Sit next to me
Let us listen to the stories
Of this wise old tree
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