El Miramar

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(En Español)

El Miramar

Estos tríos del pasado,
con su música llena de pasión y recuerdos,
abriendo las cortinas y paseando a los bailarines por el piso,
boleros, paso dobles, tangos. marcados,
con la mano extendida, “¿Te gustaría bailar conmigo?

Solo una canción puede llevarme a los tiempos,
cuando mi caballo estaba amarado afuera …
mientras yo daba vueltas y cruzaba el suelo arenoso,
las olas rompíendose en la marea alta.

Sensuales noches húmedas
de luna llena o sin luna,
el ligero frío del río, el mar fluorescente.
Me encantaría llevarte allí,
verlo conmigo, pedirme que bailara,.
y perdernos en el recuerdo,
en los tiempos que nunca volverán,
en el bar y restaurante conocido aptamente como
El Miramar.

Cada aliento, cada brisa cargada de juventud y oxígeno;
¡Respira profundo!
“¡Aiy Dios, este es mi favorito!”
corriendo de regreso
al ritmo de graves en auge y la armonía.

Roba un beso si te atreves,
estoy flotando en el embrujo,
mientras que me deslizo en tus brazos.
O llévame a dar un paseo al mar enfrente,
donde podemos quitarnos los zapatos,
y tentar a las olas.

Qué pena que no te conociera entonces …
hubiéramos iluminado el cielo mientras la banda descansaba.
Luego regresamos para no perdernos un baile,
cuando la banda comenzaba de nuevo.
Habríamos vuelto, tomados de la mano,
por supuesto que todos lo hubiera notado.

Nos habíamos enamorado en 5 minutos en la playa
porque… ¿Quién podría resistirse?
Ese sensual hechizo latino
de música y aire oceánico que vivirá para siempre en mí,
en el bar y restaurante conocido aptamente como
El Miramar.

Karima Hoisan
17 de Julio, 2020
Costa Rica
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(In English)

The Miramar

These trios of the past,
with their music full of passion and memories,
opening the curtains and parading the dancers across the floor,
boleros, paso dobles, tangos. marcados,
a hand outstretched, “Would you care to dance?

Just one song can take me back to the times,
when my horse was parked outside..
while I twirled and sashayed across the sandy floor,
the waves crashing in high tide.

Sensual humid nights
of full moon or no moon,
the slight chill off the river, the florescent sea.
I’d love to take you there, see it with me,
ask me to dance and lose ourselves in the memory,
in the times that will never come again
at the bar and restaurant aptly known as

The Miramar.

Every breath, every breeze charged with youth and oxygen;
“Breathe in deep!”
“Aiy Dios this is my favorite!”
running back inside,
to the booming bass beat and the harmony.

Steal a kiss if you so dare,
I am floating on bewitchment,
while gliding in your arms.
Or take me for a walk to the shore out front,
where we can kick off our shoes
and tempt the waves.

What a shame I didn’t know you then…
We would have lit up the sky while the band took five.
Then run back in to not miss one dance,
when the band began again.
We’d have come back in holding hands,
of course they all would understand.

We had fallen in love in 5 minutes because who could resist?
That sensual Latin spell of music and ocean air that will live forever in me,
at the bar and restaurant aptly known as
The Miramar

Karima Hoisan
July 17th, 2020
Costa Rica

 

 

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3 Responses to El Miramar

  1. daleinnis says:

    Ach, that is so evocative! And arouses such a poignant longing to have been there, to have felt those times, heard the horses whickering outside, felt that sand under my feet. Such a world you bring to life!

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    • Ohh Dale, what a wonderful comment, as well, I was trying to do that..paint with words an incredible time in my past, in my youth, at this little restaurant and dance hall right on the beach! You make me feel I succeeded and was able to inject a bit of nostalgia in you..to have had the chance to be there too. Wish you were..I know you would have loved it!

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  2. Miramar is a name but it roughly mean “Looks to the sea” “Mira al mar”

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