Presentation Welcome Ceremony Montijo meeting: Extremadura.

1. Extremadura
…throught a poem

2. The train is rolling by
the rails of the tracks.
Robust oaks that scatter
around the trunk dry leaves
tremble.
Yokes flee when the black
creature rattles whistling .
A clod is broken and smoke
fights with branches of oaks
where it tangles...

3. You, who run away I don't know where
not even staying on the rail your tracks,
you, who looked out the windows
see the gloomy and arrogant pastures
and the deep tracks with its streams
and the skinny and arrogant field
where some farmhands with the color of the land
chew their bread

4. You, who are waiting for your readings
and are so know-it-all in sciences
that maybe you are able to say by heart
poems about Extremaduran feats
that we left without narrating
after making.

5. You, who are in the iron horse that resounds and clatters,
Don't you feel passing by the very heart of our land
something like a strong desire of damaging
all the wheels of the iron horse
to stay here, with us to soften our sorrows just a little,
to chew our bread and soak up
the salt of the sweat that steeps us?

6. You, running, running too much
not even staying on the rails your tracks,
You, just as the train going through life,
rumbling and fast ...

7. If you can not stop, put in the bag
this piece of notebook
and when you cross our land look at the sky,
and then to the ground.
And after looking at us with love, begin to read;
because the notebook will speak of our wills,
our enjoyments, our sorrows,
very strong and very deep wisecracks
and some little things very sweet and very tender.

8. And it will say to you as we speak,
we, the sons of this land,
 because we speak like this: jierro, jumo,
 and jacha and jigo and jiguera.

9. And it will say that we are good
that our life is good,
in the peace of a life full of work
and with the pain of a life full of miseries.
The crumb we Extremaduran people take under the crust!

10. Because we are like that, we are brown,
with the color of the ground,
the grandchildren of those courageous men that in other days
triumphed in America.