Heres a virtual movie of Federico Garcia Lorca(1898 - 1936) Reading his sad dark and beautiful poem "Canción de jinete" (Horseman's Song). Federico García Lorca is possibly the most important Spanish poet and dramatist of the twentieth century. He was born June 5, 1899(?), in Fuente Vaqueros, a small town a few miles from Granada. His father owned a farm in the fertile vega surrounding Granada and a comfortable mansion in the heart of the city. His mother, whom Lorca idolized, was a gifted pianist. After graduating from secondary school García Lorca attended Sacred Heart University where he took up law along with regular coursework. His first book, Impresiones y Viajes (1919) was inspired by a trip to Castile with his art class in 1917. In 1936, García Lorca was staying at Callejones de García, his country home, at the outbreak of the Civil War. Toward the end of July, he was arrested by Franquist soldiers. After a few days in jail, soldiers took García Lorca to "visit" his brother-in-law, Manuel Fernandez Montesinos, the Socialist ex-mayor of Granada whom the soldiers had murdered and dragged through the streets. When they arrived at the cemetery, the soldiers forced García Lorca from the car. They struck him with the butts of their rifles and riddled his body with bullets. His books were burned in Granada's Plaza del Carmen and were soon banned from Franco's Spain. To this day, no one knows where the body of Federico García Lorca rests.
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Jim Clark
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Horseman's Song
Cordoba. So distant and lonely. Black little horse, and big moon, and in my saddlebag olives. Though the ways are familiar, at Cordoba I will never arrive. Across the plain, through the wind, black little horse, and red moon. Death keeps staring at me, down from Cordoba's towers. Oh, how the way's dragging on! Oh, so patient my brave little horse! Oh, that death waits for me, before Cordoba will ever be reached! Cordoba. So distant and lonely. (trad. by A.W. Tüting) Canción de jinete Córdoba. Lejana y sola. Jaca negra, luna grande, y aceitunas en mi alforja. Aunque sepa los caminos yo nunca llegaré a Córdoba. Por el llano, por el viento, jaca negra, luna roja. La muerte me está mirando desde las torres de Córdoba. ¡Ay que camino tan largo! ¡Ay mi jaca valerosa! ¡Ay que la muerte me espera, antes de llegar a Córdoba! Córdoba. Lejana y sola
Another nicer translation.........
Lorca: Song of the Horseman (From Spanish)
Song of the Horseman (II)
Federico García Lorca
In the black moon
Home to the horseback bandits
Spurs ring a song:
"Woah black pony!
Whither with your dead rider are you going?"
These are the strong
Spurs of a stirless bandit
Whose reins are down:
"Woah cold pony
What a fragrance in the dagger's flower"
In the black moon
The side of Sierra Morena1
Bled from a wound.
"Woah black pony!
Whither with your dead rider are you going?"
The night spurs
Its black flanks, spangling
Itself with stars:
"Woah cold pony!
What a fragrance in the dagger's flower"
In the black moon
A cry! And then the long
Deep bonfire horn.
"Woah black pony!
Whither with your dead rider are you going?"
Notes:
1Sierra Morena- A mountain range in southern Spain. Its mention in this poem may be a reference to Don Quixote, in which Sancho Panza suggests taking refuge in Sierra Morena from the Holy Brotherhood after liberating a group of slaves.
The Original:
Canción del Jinete
En la luna negra
de los bandoleros,
cantan las espuelas.
Caballito negro.
¿Dónde llevas tu jinete muerto?
...Las duras espuelas
del bandido inmóvil
que perdió las riendas.
Caballito frío.
¡Qué perfume de flor de cuchillo!
En la luna negra
sangraba el costado
de Sierra Morena.
Caballito negro.
¿Dónde llevas tu jinete muerto?
La noche espolea
sus negros ijares
clavándose estrellas.
Caballito frió.
¡Qué perfume de flor de cuchillo!
En la luna negra,
¡un grito! y el cuerno
largo de la hoguera.
Caballito negro.
¿Dónde llevas tu jinete muerto?
is the recording of garcía lorca himself??
545videos 6 months ago
@545videos Alas no there are no known recordings of Lorca in person
poetryreincarnations 6 months ago