Here's the translation of "Claraboya"
(the words may not be the exact translation, I tried to keep the overall meaning of the sentences

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"
One more day of Past
With small limousines
Hanging with pieces of strings on the wall
One more day of watercolours
That invest fiction to the world
Along with the stones and the birds.
One more day of Past
With the pupils alive
To frost the garden
To steal the light that falls
From any of the skies
And make it their own.
One more day of Past
Appropiate to sink a skylight in the chest
And escape from the mouth...
And be free."