Millares de veces la noche cayó
Y otras tantas, el Sol despertó;
Las sequías y las lluvias
Pasaron como el viento,
Y muchas veces la tierra
Renovó su verde piel;
Pero los palmares aún
Su nacimiento recuerdan.
Amalivaca,
¿Puedes ver las nubes
Que se entremezclan
Y agolpan en el cielo?
Deseas que el viento
El algodón remueva
Con su guadaña,
Del campo gris plomizo,
Pero ves que ya cubre todo el cielo.
Y la tormenta se desencadena;
Gris sobre verde,
Y lluvia sobre lluvia.
Entonces,
De tus manos nace un barco...
Madera muerta,
Con promesa de vida;
Madera firme, que vuela sobre el agua.
Hermana Vochi,
Mis ojos ven la tierra
Surgiendo del mortuorio manto de agua.
Hermana Vochi,
Tu corazón alegra,
Pues nuestra nave ha vencido la tormenta.
Amalivaca,
Fueron diestras tus manos,
Y tus pies,
Cual raíces en tu barco.
Amalivaca,
Como rama en la lluvia;
Como rama del árbol que fue navío.
Hermana Vochi,
Llegamos a la orilla
Donde tus manos
Han de rehacer el mundo.
Hermana Vochi,
Entrego aquí a mis hijas,
Como quien da por los demás su vida.
Amalivaca,
Son pequeñas mis manos,
Pero están llenas
De vida y de latidos.
Amalivaca,
Con tu gran sacrificio,
Harás que por siempre tus hijas perduren.
La lluvia entretanto, cayendo siguió;
Los pies de las hijas
En raíces transformó.
Y al comenzar a beber la esencia de la tierra
Sintieron en las venas su eterna y enorme fuerza…
Y en palmas se convirtieron;
Vida en lluvia y en sequía.
Esta leyenda venezolana remite, por supuesto, a la propia historia del Diluvio Universal ( aunque aun así habla de un origen ), en la versión de algunas tribus del interior del país. En cuanto a la que se ve a continuación, si bien fue creada por mí, también cuenta sobre una cosmogonía.
_____________________ Lullaby
Well, once upon a time there was the Moon
lost in an ocean cold and dark...
Slaved, in the kingdom of the Sun,
from timeless days, always so far
in a starless darkened sky...
Held back like a priceless gem,
far from both desire and dream.
Now once upon a time there came a Wolf
from unknown roads and seas of sand...
Slaved to His hunger and His land,
yet taking our fate under His feet.
His giant's size which conquered
the distance, and His coat of ancient winters,
wouldn’t change, through the eternal daylight.
From the cold of the world He parted
across paths and roads in fire,
with steps always going northwards…
And in that northern barren land,
always hurted by the Sun,
He tore all the lands apart,
and soon the waters ran there.
The seas became a dark grey rain
and under rain there grew the green,
changing all sadness into hope…
The Sun had His kingdom lost
under the living ground of clouds,
and the Moon glowered through skies
all over the dark new Earth.
And there, in the primal night,
like a grey cloud on the wind,
He went on until He saw Her
like a pearl of the big deep,
and then in the highest peak,
where Her desire longed to be,
His voice intoned a lullaby so sweet.
Oh, beautiful Moon, never stop shining,
I wouldn't stand a night in darkness,
now I need so much your guiding,
because for you, I left behind my Pride
with no desire, but making you my bride…
And side by side, for ever we to stay,
Moon and Wolf, in love by night and day.
The love of His made Him arise
up to the bright and longed white gem.
The love of Hers wanted and had
all of what was good in Him,
the tenderness He had for Her…
And the love they gave each other
filled the sky with snowy star fields.
May all what lives high above us
be living now down among us.
Such was the Wolf's first commandment
sent like an arrow to Heavens…
May Eridanus, along with rains,
form the big and running rivers
dividing like boughs in blossom.
May Aquila, along with winds,
create all that's born with wings…
That Taurus, hand in hand with grounds,
make creatures to walk around
in empty fields which now abound,
and that Pisces, with the waters,
fill the Seas with warmth of mothers.
Thus He spoke, and then He saw
That all He wanted was done
and every command obeyed…
As the third day was born there,
all over the newborn Earth,
the giant Wolf went back to sleep
in His land, dreams long and deep.
When ten days had passed by,
He watched the defeated Sun
who'd gave him an endless day
with little shadows of night
and wishing His death to come...
Now He had the little smooth light
and a dream in every Moon bright.
Well, once upon a time there was the Moon
lost in an ocean cold and dark...
Slaved, in the kingdom of the Sun,
from timeless days, always so far
in a starless darkened sky...
Held back like a priceless gem,
far from both desire and dream.
Now once upon a time there came a Wolf
from unknown roads and seas of sand...
Slaved to His hunger and His land,
yet taking our fate under His feet.
His giant's size which conquered
the distance, and His coat of ancient winters,
wouldn’t change, through the eternal daylight.
From the cold of the world He parted
across paths and roads in fire,
with steps always going northwards…
And in that northern barren land,
always hurted by the Sun,
He tore all the lands apart,
and soon the waters ran there.
The seas became a dark grey rain
and under rain there grew the green,
changing all sadness into hope…
The Sun had His kingdom lost
under the living ground of clouds,
and the Moon glowered through skies
all over the dark new Earth.
And there, in the primal night,
like a grey cloud on the wind,
He went on until He saw Her
like a pearl of the big deep,
and then in the highest peak,
where Her desire longed to be,
His voice intoned a lullaby so sweet.
Oh, beautiful Moon, never stop shining,
I wouldn't stand a night in darkness,
now I need so much your guiding,
because for you, I left behind my Pride
with no desire, but making you my bride…
And side by side, for ever we to stay,
Moon and Wolf, in love by night and day.
The love of His made Him arise
up to the bright and longed white gem.
The love of Hers wanted and had
all of what was good in Him,
the tenderness He had for Her…
And the love they gave each other
filled the sky with snowy star fields.
May all what lives high above us
be living now down among us.
Such was the Wolf's first commandment
sent like an arrow to Heavens…
May Eridanus, along with rains,
form the big and running rivers
dividing like boughs in blossom.
May Aquila, along with winds,
create all that's born with wings…
That Taurus, hand in hand with grounds,
make creatures to walk around
in empty fields which now abound,
and that Pisces, with the waters,
fill the Seas with warmth of mothers.
Thus He spoke, and then He saw
That all He wanted was done
and every command obeyed…
As the third day was born there,
all over the newborn Earth,
the giant Wolf went back to sleep
in His land, dreams long and deep.
When ten days had passed by,
He watched the defeated Sun
who'd gave him an endless day
with little shadows of night
and wishing His death to come...
Now He had the little smooth light
and a dream in every Moon bright.
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