Translation:Modern Workshop

Through the air of the room, saturated With a smell of strange old age, Of twilight, the ray of evening, Fades the brocade furniture.

The piano is next to the easel And next to a bust of Dante the fine silhouette, Of the arabesque blue of a chinese vase, Half hiding the complicated drawing.

Next to the reddish rust of a suit of armor, There is an old altarpiece, where, nervous, Shines the light of the moulding's frame,

And they seem to clamor for a poet Who would improvise while painting the room With all the colors of the palette.

Taller moderno