Las Reglas del Juego
Duncan Dhu
The Rules of the Game
The Rules of the Game
You stroll without looking
among faces of ivory
that turn as you pass
they have stuck on you.
Today with your tricks you will win
the game in the city,
do not turn back as you walk
those are the rules of the place
they will make you win.
And there they are
cold metal sweats
sliding down your skin
again, again.
No, you don't feel better today
the humidity of your sweat
appears when you remember
and your blouse stuck to you
is about to arrive.
And voiceless
your hands tremble again
and a caress warned you
and you go, without looking.
