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Federico Garca-a Lorca

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Cogida and death	A
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At five in the afternoon	B
It was exactly five in the afternoon	B
A boy brought the white sheet	C
at five in the afternoon	B
A frail of lime ready prepared	D
at five in the afternoon	B
The rest was death and death alone	E
	-
The wind carried away the cottonwool	F
at five in the afternoon	B
And the oxide scattered crystal and nickel	F
at five in the afternoon	B
Now the dove and the leopard wrestle	F
at five in the afternoon	B
And a thigh with a desolated horn	G
at five in the afternoon	B
The bass string struck up	H
at five in the afternoon	B
Arsenic bells and smoke	I
at five in the afternoon	B
Groups of silence in the corners	J
at five in the afternoon	B
And the bull alone with a high heart	K
At five in the afternoon	B
When the sweat of snow was coming	L
at five in the afternoon	B
when the bull ring was covered with iodine	M
at five in the afternoon	B
Death laid eggs in the wound	N
at five in the afternoon	B
At five in the afternoon	B
At five o'clock in the afternoon	B
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A coffin on wheels is his bed	O
at five in the afternoon	B
Bones and flutes resound in his ears	P
at five in the afternoon	B
Now the bull was bellowing through his forehead	O
at five in the afternoon	B
The room was iridiscent with agony	Q
at five in the afternoon	B
In the distance the gangrene now comes	R
at five in the afternoon	B
Horn of the lily through green groins	S
at five in the afternoon	B
The wounds were burning like suns	T
at five in the afternoon	B
At five in the afternoon	B
Ah that fatal five in the afternoon	B
It was five by all the clocks	U
It was five in the shade of the afternoon	B
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The Spilled Blood	V
	-
I will not see it	W
	-
Tell the moon to come	X
for I do not want to see the blood	V
of Ignacio on the sand	Y
	-
I will not see it	W
	-
The moon wide open	Z
Horse of still clouds	A2
and the grey bull ring of dreams	B2
with willows in the barreras	C2
	-
I will not see it	W
	-
Let my memory kindle	F
Warm the jasmines	C2
of such minute whiteness	C2
	-
I will not see it	W
	-
The cow of the ancient world	D2
passed har sad tongue	E2
over a snout of blood	V
spilled on the sand	Y
and the bulls of Guisando	Y
partly death and partly stone	E
bellowed like two centuries	C2
sated with threading the earth	F2
No	G2
I will not see it	Y
	-
Ignacio goes up the tiers	C2
with all his death on his shoulders	C2
He sought for the dawn	H2
but the dawn was no more	I2
He seeks for his confident profile	F
and the dream bewilders him	J2
He sought for his beautiful body	Y
and encountered his opened blood	Y
Do not ask me to see it	Y
I do not want to hear it spurt	Y
each time with less strength	K2
that spurt that illuminates	C2
the tiers of seats and spills	C2
over the cordury and the leather	L2
of a thirsty multiude	Y
Who shouts that I should come near	M2
Do not ask me to see it	Y
	-
His eyes did not close	C2
when he saw the horns near	M2
but the terrible mothers	C2
lifted their heads	C2
And across the ranches	C2
an air of secret voices rose	C2
shouting to celestial bulls	C2
herdsmen of pale mist	Y
There was no prince in Sevilla	F
who could compare to him	J2
nor sword like his sword	Y
nor heart so true	N2
Like a river of lions	C2
was his marvellous strength	K2
and like a marble toroso	C2
his firm drawn moderation	Z
The air of Andalusian Rome	O2
gilded his head	Y
where his smile was a spikenard	Y
of wit and intelligence	C2
What a great torero in the ring	L
What a good peasant in the sierra	F
How gentle with the sheaves	C2
How hard with the spurs	C2
How tender with the dew	Y
How dazzling the fiesta	F
How tremendous with the final	F
banderillas of darkness	C2
	-
But now he sleeps without end	Y
Now the moss and the grass	C2
open with sure fingers	C2
the flower of his skull	F
And now his blood comes out singing	L
singing along marshes and meadows	C2
sliden on frozen horns	C2
faltering soulles in the mist	Y
stoumbling over a thousand hoofs	C2
like a long dark sad tongue	E2
to form a pool of agony	Y
close to the starry Guadalquivir	F
Oh white wall of Spain	P2
Oh black bull of sorrow	F
Oh hard blood of Ignacio	F
Oh nightingale of his veins	C2
No	F
I will not see it	Y
No chalice can contain it	Y
no swallows can drink it	Y
no frost of light can cool it	Y
nor song nor deluge og white lilies	C2
no glass can cover mit with silver	F
No	F
I will not see it	Y
	-
The Laid Out Body	Y
	-
Stone is a forehead where dreames grieve	Q2
without curving waters and frozen cypresses	C2
Stone is a shoulder on which to bear Time	R2
with trees formed of tears and ribbons and planets	C2
	-
I have seen grey showers move towards the waves	C2
raising their tender riddle arms	C2
to avoid being caught by lying stone	E
which loosens their limbs without soaking their blood	Y
	-
For stone gathers seed and clouds	C2
skeleton larks and wolves of penumbra	F
but yields not sounds nor crystals nor fire	F
only bull rings and bull rings and more bull rings without walls	C2
	-
Now Ignacio the well born lies on the stone	E
All is finished What is happening Contemplate his face	C2
death has covered him with pale sulphur	F
and has place on him the head of dark minotaur	F
	-
All is finished The rain penetrates his mouth	S2
The air as if mad leaves his sunken chest	Y
and Love soaked through with tears of snow	F
warms itself on the peak of the herd	Y
	-
What is they saying A stenching silence settles down	T2
We are here with a body laid out which fades away	U2
with a pure shape which had nightingales	C2
and we see it being filled with depthless holes	C2
	-
Who creases the shroud What he says is not true	F
Nobody sings here nobody weeps in the corner	F
nobody pricks the spurs nor terrifies the serpent	Y
Here I want nothing else but the round eyes	C2
to see his body without a chance of rest	Y
	-
Here I want to see those men of hard voice	C2
Those that break horses and dominate rivers	C2
those men of sonorous skeleton who sing	L
with a mouth full of sun and flint	Y
	-
Here I want to see them Before the stone	E
Before this body with broken reins	C2
I want to know from them the way out	Y
for this captain stripped down by death	A
	-
I want them to show me a lament like a river	F
wich will have sweet mists and deep shores	C2
to take the body of Ignacio where it looses itself	V2
without hearing the double planting of the bulls	C2
	-
Loses itself in the round bull ring of the moon	B
which feigns in its youth a sad quiet bull	F
loses itself in the night without song of fishes	C2
and in the white thicket of frozen smoke	I
	-
I don't want to cover his face with handkerchiefs	C2
that he may get used to the death he carries	C2
Go Ignacio feel not the hot bellowing	L
Sleep fly rest even the sea dies	C2
	-
Absent Soul	F
	-
The bull does not know you nor the fig tree	F
nor the horses nor the ants in your own house	C2
The child and the afternoon do not know you	F
because you have dead forever	F
	-
The shoulder of the stone does not know you	F
nor the black silk where you are shuttered	Y
Your silent memory does not know you	F
because you have died forever	F
	-
The autumn will come with small white snails	C2
misty grapes and clustered hills	C2
but no one will look into your eyes	C2
because you have died forever	F
	-
Because you have died for ever	F
like all the dead of the earth	F2
like all the dead who are forgotten	Z
in a heap of lifeless dogs	C2
	-
Nobady knows you No But I sing of you	F
For posterity I sing of your profile and grace	C2
Of the signal maturity of your understanding	L
Of your appetite for death and the taste of its mouth	S2
Of the sadness of your once valiant gaiety	Y
	-
It will be a long time if ever before there is born	G
an Andalusian so true so rich in adventure	F
I sing of his elegance with words that groan	E
and I remember a sad breeze through the olive trees	C2

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