"Antes de ser Paula"

Perdoname la edad. La voz vencida
por días de neblina y bares infinitos.
Perdoname el silencio, las respuestas inhallables,
mientras creces en el vientre como tumor inmemorial,
como raíz codificada. Perdoname la historia sin relieve
transcurrida entre viejas paredes de melancolía. Perdoname las dudas.
Y los libros que fabriqué con pena. Perdoname que te use
para sobrevivir un poco.


Escrito por Oscar C., a sus 53 años, a poco de ser padre.
El mío.


Here, the translation (it was kind of hard to find the Right words):

"Before being Paula"

Forgive me my age. The voice defeated
by days of infinite bars and mist.
Forgive me the silence, the unsearchable answers
while you grow in the womb as an immemorial tumor,
as an encoded root. Forgive me the history without highlights,
between old walls of melancholy. Forgive me the doubts.
And the books I created with sorrow. Forgive me that I use you
to survive a bit.

Written by Oscar C., when he was 53, about to become a father.
Mine.