RAÚL GONZÁLEZ TUÑÓN, traducido al inglés por Roger Swanzy

Raúl González Tuñón nació en 1905 en Buenos Aires (Argentina), donde murió en 1974.

EL QUE NO APRENDE…

El que no aprende nunca toca el fuego

el que no aprende nunca da una mano,

el que no aprende nunca vuelve a andar.

El que no aprende nunca se golpea

contra una pared y con la otra

y después con la otra y con la otra

y sigue caminando.

HE WHO FAILS TO LEARN…

He who fails to learn never touches the fire

he who fails to learn never lends a hand,

he who fails to learn never walks again.

He who fails to learn collides

against a wall and against another

and then against another and another

and keeps on walking.

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