THE WOUNDS OF THE WIND.

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LAS HERIDAS DEL VIENTO.

El viento y el agua llegaron con fuerza a la playa Zipolite en la costa Oaxaqueña.

Ruge el mar con fuerza, brinca,salta

y despacio el viento avanza.

Por senderos y veredas,

por las calles y caminos,

en caudalosos ríos convertidos

por el agua del mar salada

y con dulce agua de los ríos

llegó Agatha a destruir lo construido.

Zipolite vive

Zipolite está de pie,

Mano con mano lucharemos

unidos cómo hermanos con fuerza y con fe.

Zipolite vive

Zipolite está de pie.

Árboles de raíz arrancados

arrastrados por los ríos desbordados a la playa Zipolite los llevaron

Las hojas y las ramas del Almendro imponente

no pudieron solas desprenderse.

obligadas por la fuerza del viento las llevo a dónde no pertenecen

Fuerte, grande, impetuoso y arrogante de raíz se llevó al gigante huanacastle.

Zipolite vive

Zipolite está de pie,

Mano con mano lucharemos

unidos como hermanos con fuerza y con fé,

Zipolite vive,

Zipolite está de de pie

Laminas de los techos de las casas, muros, bardas y cercas se volaron,

hombres y mujeres, niños y niñas, jóvenes y no tan jóvenes con los vecinos se resguardaron.

Seis horas de implacable viento,

Seis horas de húmedo tormento,

Seis horas esperando el final funesto

Y al final de la feroz lluvia, locales y extranjeros corriendo salen para ver qué ya no existe lo que antes tuvieron.

Las heridas del viento que Agatha dejo curadas y sanadas por el tiempo que avanza lento de recuerdo nos dejó.

Zipolite vive,

Zipolite está de pie,

Mano con mano lucharemos

unidos como hermanos con fuerza y con fé,

Zipolite vive,

Zipolite está de pie.

Zalo Zipol

30 de junio del 2022

Zipolite, Oaxaca, México.

THE WOUNDS OF THE WIND.

The wind and the water came in force at Zipolite beach on the Oaxacaña coast.

The sea roars hard, bounce, jump

and slowly the wind blows.

By paths and sidewalks

through the streets and roads,

into flowing rivers turned

by the salty sea water

and with fresh water of the rivers

Agatha came to destroy what was built.

Zipolite lives on

Zipolite is standing up,

Hand in hand we will fight

united as brothers in strength and in faith.

Zipolite lives on

Zipolite is standing up.

Trees uprooted

dragged by the overflowing rivers to the beach zipolite took them

The leaves and branches of the imposing Almond

they couldn't pull it off on their own.

bound by the force of the wind take them where they do not belong

Strong, big, impetuous and arrogant of root took the giant huanacastle.

Zipolite lives on

Zipolite is standing up,

Hand in hand we will fight

united as brothers in strength and faith,

Zipolite lives on,

Zipolite is standing up

Roof sheets of houses, walls, fences and fences were blown away,

men and women, boys and girls, young and not so young with neighbors were saved.

Six hours of relentless wind

Six hours of wet torment,

Six hours waiting for fatal ending

And at the end of the torrential rain, locals and foreigners running out to see what no longer exists what they had before.

The wounds of the wind that Agatha left healed and healed by the slow moving memory time she left us.

Zipolite lives on,

Zipolite is standing up,

Hand in hand we will fight

united as brothers in strength and faith,

Zipolite lives on,

Zipolite is standing up.

Zalo Zipol

June 30, 2022

Zipolite , Oaxaca , Mexico .