Treasure Island

Antonio Machado

(26 July 1875 – 22 February 1939 / Seville)

He Andado Muchos Caminos


He andado muchos caminos
he abierto muchas veredas;
he navegado en cien mares
y atracado en cien riberas.

En todas partes he visto
caravanas de tristeza,
soberbios y melancólicos
borrachos de sombra negra.

Y pedantones al paño
que miran, callan y piensan
que saben, porque no beben
el vino de las tabernas.

Mala gente que camina
y va apestando la tierra…

Y en todas partes e visto
gentes que danzan o juegan,
cuando pueden, y laboran
sus cuatro palmos de tierra.

Nunca, si llegan a un sitio
preguntan a donde llegan.
Cuando caminan, cabalgan
a lomos de mula vieja.

Y no conocen la prisa
ni aun en los días de fiesta.
Donde hay vino, beben vino,
donde no hay vino, agua fresca.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Edited: Thursday, December 01, 2011

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  • Bob Reed (8/1/2014 1:30:00 AM)

    I have walked many roads
    And have opened many new trails;
    I have sailed a hundred seas
    and landed on one hundred shores.

    Everywhere I have been I have seen
    caravans of saddness,
    successful and meliconic people,
    drunks covered by a dark cloud.

    The well dressed who see, are quiet and believe they can understand, because they do not drink wine in the taverns.

    Evil people walk this earth
    and poison the ground.....

    And everywhere I have seen
    people who dance or gamble when they are able, and try to keep their feet on the ground.

    No one ever arrives at a place wondering where am I? In life, when one comes to his destiny, it is like having ridden an old mule.

    And of hurry, they know nothing
    or the days off for fiesta.
    Where there is wine, they drink wine,
    where there is no wine, fresh water. (Report) Reply

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