I don't want that

 

I don't want a mother country that will bury me,

that will put what we yearned to be in my mouth.

 

I don't want a love that will exhaust me,

that will rise to my neck, only to take revenge.

 

I don't want a mother to protect me

if I'm not going to have her at my side when time passes.

 

If I have no mother country, no love, no mother,

whither shall I return?

 

 

© Leire Bilbao
© of the translation: Sarah J. Turtle & Iņaki Mendiguren

 

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