José Martí -Verso XIII. Por donde abunda la malva...-

Verso XIII. Por donde abunda la malva...

Por donde abunda la malva
Y da el camino un rodeo,
Iba un ángel de paseo
Con una cabeza calva.

Del castañar por la zona
La pareja se perdía:
La calva resplandecía
Lo mismo que una corona.

Sonaba el hacha en lo espeso
Y cruzó un ave volando:
Pero no se sabe cuándo
Se dieron el primer beso.

Era rubio el ángel; era
El de la calva radiosa,
Como el tronco a que amorosa
Se prende la enredadera.


Verse XIII. Where the holly's overspread...

Where the holly's overspread
And the straight road takes a bend,
An angel and a bald head
Together their way had wend.

By the chesnutt tree, the pair
Were finally lost from sight:
But the bald head shone from there
As bright as a crown of light.

The ax was heard in the forest,
The soaring bird was not missed:
But none the knowledge possessed
Of when the two had first kissed.

The angel was blonde; and he,
Of the resplendent bald head,
The trunk was which lovingly
The clinging vine overspread.