Los sueños de un poco de humo / The dreams of a little smoke

Había una caja larga,
donde humo se observaba,
no es que se quemara,
es una taza dibujada,
de la que brota niebla clara.

El humo se sienta
en el borde de la caja se observa,
luego a caminar comienza,
es grande, de imponente apariencia
y se marcha a una vereda.

There was a long box,
where smoke was observed,
not that it was burning,
it is a drawn cup,
from which gushes clear mist.

The smoke sits
on the edge of the box is observed,
then to walk begins,
it is large, imposing in appearance
and goes to a sidewalk.

En aquel lugar rural,
busca un árbol con frondosidad,
lo mira sin afán
comienza a trepar,
es hábil y sube sin parar.

El humo va emocionado,
entre troncos va escalando,
se detiene a mirar lo que ha alcanzado,
sabe que llegará hasta donde ha soñado
y acelera su paso.

In that rural place,
he looks for a leafy tree,
looks at it without eagerness
begins to climb,
it is skillful and climbs without stopping.

The smoke goes excited,
between trunks it climbs,
it stops to look at what it has reached,
it knows that it will reach where it has dreamed of
and accelerates its pace.

No se sabe del humo más,
seguro se agotó y descansando está,
volteó al cielo para mirar,
porque él agua viene ya
y lo veo, veo el humo volar.

Subió hasta el cielo nublado,
para vivir entre nubarrones agrisados,
va feliz, se lo ve danzando,
ser humo de café no lo ha limitado
para lograr lo que siempre habia soñado.

No one knows about the smoke anymore,
surely it is exhausted and resting,
turned to the sky to look,
because the water is coming
and I see it, I see the smoke fly.

He climbed up to the cloudy sky,
to live among grayish clouds,
it goes happily, it can be seen dancing,
being coffee smoke has not limited him
to achieve what he had always dreamed of.

Créditos
Stopmotion y cuento original de

Margarita Palomino.

Colombia, abril de 2025