Annotations for Analysis: Ocean

“Donde pica la ola” Yasmin M. Vicente Gómez Chorus Where the wave stings Verses From every curved breath From whatever story of the friend These forbidden verses It bites me… (line incomplete) From every field of sargassum In paradise Here is my sail in its overflow I bite at its lap It is happy in the sand There was more blood in your sorrow This is how my burning stings Your skin is always brown It’s that if you hear its song It is smoke from its cloak It’s that if your crying comes close With a dream… (unintelligible) … broken It is happy in the sand In the blood of your veins It’s only how my burning stings Your skin is always brown It’s that my water enters Hope grows The ceremony in your mind From which the skin hardens Innocence will defend itself Patience will defend itself There is a mystery in its absence Consciousness can be seen … it grows Its (rona?) the earth that understands It is what ignites in my soul Life growing