CXXVIII POEMA DE UN DÍA He me aquí ya ... - Armand F. Baker

Y tú, la cerca y lejos, por el inmenso llano
eterna compañera y estrella de Quijano,
lozana labradora fincada en sus terrones
—oh madre de manchegos y numen de visiones—,
viviste, buena Aldonza, tu vida verdadera,
cuando tu amante erguía su lanza justiciera,
y en tu casona blanca ahechando el rubio trigo.
Aquel amor de fuego era por ti y contigo.
Mujeres de la Mancha, con el sagrado mote
de Dulcinea, os salve la gloria de Quijote.
And you, wherever you may be, on the immense
plateau, eternal companion and polestar of Quijano,
a healthy farm girl rooted in your fields
—oh, mother of men and spirit of visions—
winnowing the wheat in your white village,
good Aldonza, your true goal was fulfilled,
when your beloved raised his righteous lance.
That burning love was for you, and with you.
Women of La Mancha, with the sacred name
of Dulcinea, may the glory of Quijote redeem you.