Rain Spanish Poems

Lorca Translations III

Federico Garcia Lorca (1898-1936) was a Spanish poet, playwright and theater director. He was assassinated by Nationalist forces at the beginning of the...

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The wind howls, the leaves fall
does any one hear the mourns of the dead.
Neither to the left, neither to the right
all they can do is...

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This is such a special lovely island
having spent a wonderful seven days
there in the month of March full of sun
enjoying its sunshine with its warm...

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Grey cotton wool clouds enfold the mountain tops,
Creeping forward like an army on the move.
Now and then, dropping their wet cargo
On vegetation, withered from long...

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Skirting church on Puig de Missa,
then down the slope towards the river,
St Eularia's Rui, with path that winds on to the sea.
Past the smelly goats,...

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I love you only because I love you
by Pablo Neruda
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I love you only because I love you;
I am torn between...

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Rolling down the contours of Iberian Peninsula
the picturesque highlands of lofty Andalusia
fringe the landscape of the great plain of Spain,
cradling the ancient cities of Madrid...

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Then entered conversation wife with fright,
as Jose spoke things patron needed know.

"And you'll never be, Don Huerra. I've best sailing record of any coast line.
My...

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Beneath the silent, cloudless skies
The Spanish Galleon swiftly glides,
For the Spanish Queen Isabella, in distant lands,
Its mighty mast’s unfurled by strong and sturdy hands.

She swiftly...

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Dear Barcelona

Bride of Spain
Mourn not precious jewel
For we are praying for you
We are praying for your children
That they may find favour in heaven. 

Sea feliz!
To...

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BELTAINE (English and 
Spanish Translation)
If I could gather for you, flowers fair,
the first of summer, slip them in your hair,
to light your face, the tremble...

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Continued from Part 2
Ah Consuela! I’m watching as lightning at midnight in green Spanish eyes
kindles cracks within crystals like flashes from pistols
                 residing inside of...

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Aye, Spanish Needles, far from native shore
We the Diaspora exult to meet
Though our station, not what we dreamt of yore
Is battered by grimy dust and...

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Any teardrops that I can borrow?
In those Spanish eyes of yours
In those big brown Spanish eyes
of yours
 
 
Senorita Sorrow
Can you run away with me...

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Spanish bells to break the sun
a million diamonds come unspun
spiral plumes to yearning earth
holding it's mouth agape
Albeniz in fingerprints
plucking strings in quick descent
brings to mind...

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