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Playing her parchment moon	A
Precosia comes	B
along a watery path of laurels and crystal lights	C
The starless silence fleeing	D
from her rhythmic tambourine	E
falls where the sea whips and sings	F
his night filled with silvery swarms	G
High atop the mountain peaks	H
the sentinels are weeping	D
they guard the tall white towers	I
of the English consulate	J
And gypsies of the water	K
for their pleasure erect	L
little castles of conch shells	M
and arbors of greening pine	N
	-
Playing her parchment moon	A
Precosia comes	B
The wind sees her and rises	O
the wind that never slumbers	O
Naked Saint Christopher swells	O
watching the girl as he plays	O
with tongues of celestial bells	O
on an invisible bagpipe	P
	-
Gypsy let me lift your skirt	Q
and have a look at you	R
Open in my ancient fingers	O
the blue rose of your womb	S
	-
Precosia throws the tambourine	E
and runs away in terror	K
But the virile wind pursues her	K
with his breathing and burning sword	T
	-
The sea darkens and roars	O
while the olive trees turn pale	U
The flutes of darkness sound	V
and a muted gong of the snow	W
	-
Precosia run Precosia	X
Or the green wind will catch you	R
Precosia run Precosia	X
And look how fast he comes	O
A satyr of low born stars	O
with their long and glistening tongues	O
	-
Precosia filled with fear	Y
now makes her way to that house	O
beyond the tall green pines	O
where the English consul lives	O
	-
Alarmed by the anguished cries	O
three riflemen come running	D
their black capes tightly drawn	Z
and berets down over their brow	A2
	-
The Englishman gives the gypsy	O
a glass of tepid milk	B2
and a shot of Holland gin	C2
which Precosia does not drink	D2
	-
And while she tells them weeping	D
of her strange adventure	K
the wind furiously gnashes	O
against the slate roof tiles	O

Federico Garca-a Lorca

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