Roberto Bolano - Poem
Go to Hell, Roberto, and remember you'll never
stick it in again
She had a peculiar smell
Long freckled legs
Mahogany hair and beautiful clothes
To be honest I don't remember much now
She loved me forever
She crushed me
trns. by Laura Healy
Vete al infierno, Roberto, y recuerda que ya nunca mas
volveras a meterselo
Tenia un olor peculiar
Largas piernas pecosas
Caballera caoba y bonita ropa
En realidad poco es lo que recuerdo ahora
Me amo para siempre
Me hundio
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