Hay algo sobre la cama, no sé qué es, pero me siento asustada, me cubro con la manta, para no ver lo que por ahí anda. Se mueve con gracia, de forma ordenada, de arriba hacia abajo anda, pero no sé asoma para ver su cara.
There's something on the bed, I don't know what it is, but I feel scared, I cover myself with the blanket, so as not to see what's there. It moves gracefully, in an orderly fashion, up and down it goes, but I don't know how to see its face.
Yo que soy miedosa, permanezco escondida entre mi manta hermosa, así, sí eso baja, pensará que soy un fantasma y se ira de forma apresurada. Empiezo a ver su mano, lentamente va bajando, luego deja ver su tronco floreado, es raro, parece ser un vegetal con flores por todo lado.
I, who am fearful, stay hidden in my beautiful blanket, so that if it comes down, it will think I am a ghost and will leave in a hurry. I start to see its hand, slowly it goes down, then it lets me see its flowered trunk, it is strange, it seems to be a vegetable with flowers all over.
Pierdo el miedo salgo de mi escondite a ver que veo, es un frailejon inquieto, que bajo de la montaña porque mucho frío esta haciendo y quería abrigarse en mi aposento. Lo invito a bajar, le traigo algunos arboles para que no se sienta solo jamás, mientras este n casa bien lo voy a tratar, es un ser vivo, que debo cuidar.
I lose my fear and come out of my hiding place to see what I see, it is a restless frailejon, who came down from the mountain because it is getting very cold and wanted to take shelter in my room. I invite him to come down, I bring him some trees so that he will never feel alone, as long as he is at home I will treat him well, he is a living being that I must take care of.
Créditos
Stopmotion y cuento original de
Margarita Palomino
Original para Hive.
