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El chele Damacio dejó la escopeta
apoyada en el morral; se puso en pie;
hizo una concha con la mano y gritó
engallado:
—¡Ooiii!... ¡Mateyóoo!...
Bien distintas llegaron del monte estas
palabras:
—¡Aivelvenado!...
El viejo Calistro se puso en pie.
—¿Brán hallado venado esos
desgraciados, hombre?
—Lo vienen sabaniando 309 .
Se óiba quebrazón de ramas y choyeo
de hojarascas.
—Aprepárese, compa, que viene por
aquí.
—¿Nos tarán tirando esos jodidos,
vos?
—No creya, pueden ber desescondido
algún cabrón désos.
La tronazón de ramas venía cerquita,
por la ceja del monte. El viejo Calistro
corrió a todo correr, haciendo sonar los
cartuchos de la bolsa. El chele liba a la
zaga.
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Damacio left his rifle planted in the
shrubs. He stood up, formed the shape
of a shell with his hand and screamed
like a rooster:
“Oi, 310 Mateo!”
From the bushes these words were
clearly heard:
“A deer’s comin’ your way!”
Old Calistro stood up.
“Man, those fuckers found a deer?”
“They’re drivin’ it, tryin’ to blanket it in.”
Branches were snapping and the dry
leaves were screaming.
“Get ready, compadre. It’s comin’ this
way.”
“You think they’re pullin’ our legs?”
“Don’t think so. They coulda discovered
one of them fuckers.”
The crunching of the branches was
nearing by the brow of the bushes. Old
Calistro ran full speed, his cartridges in
his bag clanking. The white guy was
right behind.
309. RAE: sabanear. 1. intr. Am. Recorrer la sabana donde se ha establecido un hato, para buscar y reunir
el ganado, o para vigilarlo.
310. “Oi“ means “hello“ in Portuguese. From Still used as the main greting in rural El Salvador.