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Bogdan1980 -> Fdereico Garcia Lorca (Jun. 19 2007 19:03:38)
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So check this out. Lorca was lways one of my favourite poets, when I was growing up in former USSR. Only much later in US when there was more access to records I found out that PdL played his pieces and Lorca was also a musician. And this was one of my favourite poem especially the last three lines. I used to read it in russian, sounded good but not even close to spanish version.
Empieza el llanto
de la guitarra.
Se rompen las copas
de la madrugada.
Empieza el llanto
de la guitarra.
Es inutil callarla.
Es imposible
callarla.
Llora monotona
como llora el agua,
como llora el viento
sobre la nevada.
Es imposible
callarla.
Llora por cosas
lejanas.
Arena del Sur caliente
que pide camelias blancas.
Llora flecha sin blanco,
la tarde sin mañana,
y el primer pajaro muerto
sobre la rama.
¡Oh guitarra!
Corazon malherido
por cinco espadas.
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