cuentos de barro - DSpace Universidad Don Bosco

jalándole las narices a un pobre
oso medio bolo. Más detrás iban los
guachis, con cotones de colo res llenos
de chacaleles. La música sonaba, toda
ella, chueca y destem plada, como
mocuechumpe.
* * *
En aquel pueblo de niños, sólo los
cipotes se bían quedado ajuera.
Ispiaban por onde podían, subiéndose
algunos hasta las puntas de los cercanos
jocotes, contentándose con ver
el bailoteo de uno quiotro trapo de
color, o el relámpago misterioso de
las lentejuelas en las mecidas de los
trapecios.
Los niños ajuera, los grandes adentro...
El circo era como la felicidá, que se la
cogen aquellos que menos la quieren.
Los cipotes se conjormaban viendo la
alegriya luminosa, por un hoyito, entre
tablas y piernas oscuras. Mito y Lencho,
los dos hermanitos, se bían retirado
dionde bían miradores, porque les
taban rompiendo toda la camisa. Sin
embargo, cada granizada de aplausos
los empujaba de nuevo a la carpa. De
chiripa se hallaron un juraquito bajero,
que los otros no bían incontrado. Con
el dedito inano lo jueron haciendo más
grande, y miraban por turnos.
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a big mustache was pulling the nose of
a poor bear that was half drunk. Right
behind them were the guards with
colorful shirts full of big buttons. The
music, played badly and out of tune,
sounded like the gobble of a turkey.
* * *
In that town of many children, only
the kids were left outside. They peeked
inside anywhere they could peek. Some
climbed to the peaks of the nearby
jocote256 trees, being happy just to see
the dancing of a colorful cloth, or the
mysterious lighting from the sequins
on the swing of the trapezes.
The children outside, the big people
inside... The circus was like happiness
which gets taken by those who want
it least. The kids were happy looking at
the luminous happiness through the
hole, among wood boards and dark
legs. Mito and Lencho, the two little
brothers, had withdrawn from where
the other watchers were because their
shirts were being torn. However, every
hailstorm of applause pushed them
again towards the tent. Luckily they
found a little hole at the ground level,
one that the others had not found. They
widened it with their pinky fingers and
took turns looking through it.