El bazar de los juguetes · Miguel Caló · 1954

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Patrón cierre la puerta, no me mire asombrado, le compro los juguetes que tiene en el bazar. Yo se los compro todos, no importa lo que gasto, dinero no me falta para poder pagar. Por una sola noche yo quiero ser rey mago, para que los purretes de todo el arrabal mañana al despertarse aprieten en sus manos el sol de esta alegría que yo les quiero dar. Al bazar de los juguetes, cuantas veces de purrete, me acercaba para ver. Para ver de allí, de afuera, desde atrás de esa vidriera lo que nunca iba a tener. Si mi vieja era tan pobre le faltaba siempre un cobre para comprarnos el pan. Y hoy que puedo, que la suerte me sonríe, yo no quiero que haya un pibe que no tenga ni un juguete pa' jugar. Yo sé lo que es sentirse en una nochebuena, teniendo por regalo un solo cacho 'e pan, sabiendo que los otros, cruzando la vereda, dejaban sus juguetes allí, en medio del zaguán. Yo sé lo que es sentirse besado tiernamente por una pobre madre que no me pudo dar ni el más humilde y pobre de todos los juguetes por eso se los compro por eso nada más.

English · machine translation

Boss, close the door, don't look at me in amazement, I buy the toys you have in the bazaar. I buy them all, no matter how much I spend, I don't lack money to be able to pay. For just one night I want to be a king magician, so that the purretes of all the suburbs tomorrow when they wake up, they will hold in their hands the sun of this joy that I want to give them. To the bazaar of toys, how many times as a child, I approached to see. To see from there, from outside, from behind that shop window what I was never going to have. If my old lady was so poor she always lacked a copper to buy us bread. And now that I can, that luck smiles on me, I don't want there to be a child who does not have not even a toy to play with. I know what it's like to feel on Christmas Eve, having only a piece of bread as a gift, knowing that the others, crossing the sidewalk, left their toys there, in the middle of the hallway. I know what it's like to feel tenderly kissed by a poor mother who could not give me not even the humblest and poorest of all toys that's why I buy them for nothing else.