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Guendaruxhoñenee Gunaa

Beeu riaba lu gueela’
laga ca bigarí huaxha ruunda’
ra nuu yu guiigu’
guídxica zisa’ca
cadi cugabaca xpiní ne pabia’
guendaranaxhi’ huaxhinni.
 
Zitu’pe ri huinni
ti yoo beñe rinda’yu
gaxhape laa ti bacuzaguii
biaani gati sti’ ruzuí’
ne rudí tiidi
guandaranaxhi sti’ gueela’.
 
Ti jñiaa ribidxi ca binni lidxi
nisa dxu’ni’ ri nase ca xpia
ca guere bele biaani rucuani telayú
na laca la ruluí
guenda binnidxapa sti’ siadó’ guie’.
 
Translation

The Rapture*

The moon falls over the night
as crickets sing,
in the sandy clay of the river,
intertwined they walk,
oblivious to time and space,
into the nocturnal night.
 
It can be seen in the distance,
the shack with the color of the earth,
a firefly is beside it,
it turns off its blinking light
and lets them pass by,
the lovers of the night.
 
A mother calls the neighbors out,
mezcal is drank as it is traditional to do so,
fireworks awaken the sunrise
to give testimony
to the purity of the dawn.
 
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