西班牙 洛尔迦 Federico Garcia Lorca  西班牙   (1898~1936)
One poem at a time

Federico Garcia Lorca
  Ballad water
  Sea
  Smile emerged in the distance
  Waves of the teeth,
  Blue lips.
  "What do you sell, disturbed girl,
  Show your breasts? "
  "Sir, I sell
  Water. "
  "Ground black teenager. Your blood in the
  Braced with what, then stirring? "
  "Sir, is braced
  Water. "
  "Old mother, where they came
  So many salty tears? "
  "Sir, I Kuchu is
  Water. "
  "Mind, ah, where the resulting
  Such a strong bitter taste? "
  "Ah! Is very bitter
  Water. "
  Sea
  Smile emerged in the distance.
  Waves of the teeth,
  Blue lips.
  (White fly translation)
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  Sleepwalking Ballad
  Yes I love you like Green Green.
  Green wind. Green branches.
  Which boat on the sea,
  Mountain horse. ... ...
  Shadow of the moon around her waist
  Dream pool on the terrace,
  Green flesh, green hair,
  Cold silver eyes.
  Yes I love you like Green Green.
  Under the gypsy moon
  Everything gazed at her,
  Her eyes did not answer.
  *
  Yes I love you like Green Green.
  Big Star frosted cemented
  With shadows of the fish,
  Trails open dawn.
  Fig tree branches
  Lookout rub with sandpaper,
  Mountain - sneaky cat
  Arched a spicy sisal.
  But who is it? Come from?
  She remained on the roof terrace,
  Green flesh, green hair,
  Dream TV drama bitter sea.
  *
  "Man, I want you to change:
  My horse for your home
  My saddle for your mirror,
  My knife for your blankets,
  You see, I come bleeding,
  I'm from Cabra Shanai. "
  "Young man, if able, then
  I have already made the deal.
  But my home is not home,
  I am no longer myself. "
  "Man, I hope
  Death with dignity in their own bed
  Hopefully, covered with fine cloth sheets,
  And the bed or steel bed.
  You see me in the wound
  Straight from the throat to the chest plan? "
  "Three hundred dark roses
  Dotted white cor_set_ you.
  Belt around your
  Shenzhe blood and Xuexing Qi.
  But my home is not home,
  I am no longer myself. "
  "At least let me on the go,
  Board that the high terrace
  Let me ask you on the go,
  Boarded the green terrace
  Between railings in the moonlight,
  From there came the sound of water. "
  *
  The two partners
  The stairs to board the high
  Tears left his party,
  Leaving a line of blood.
  Million above the roof tiles
  Flashing small tin lanterns.
  A thousand glass tambourines
  Stabbed just after waking up in the morning
  *
  Yes I love you like green green
  Green wind, green branches.
  Boarded the floor, the two partners.
  Changfeng left in the mouth
  Strange taste - bile
  With mint, basil mixed.
  "Guys! Where she is, tell me
  Where she is. Your bitter girl? "
  "How many times she once made you wait,
  She will look you how many times I
  Shui Lingling face, black hair,
  In this green balcony! "
  *
  Terrace of the water cooling off,
  Gypsy girl floating in the Chixin.
  Green flesh, green hair,
  Cold silver eyes.
  Line the ice moon
  Light asked her in the water.
  Night become so intimate,
  Like the mall side of the flower bed.
  A group of drunk on police
  Has been beating the door.
  Yes I love you like Green Green.
  Green wind. Green branches.
  Which boat on the sea,
  Horse on the mountain ... ...
  (White fly translation)
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  Guitar
  Guitar has begun
  Kuchu sad tone.
  Dawn of the glass spill cup
  Shreds.
  Guitar has begun
  Kuchu sad tone,
  Who have the ability to
  Call it suspended?
  Another wants it to stop
  Have been impossible.
  Kuchu the sad tone.
  Another wants it to stop
  Impossible,
  It is crying
  Distant dream for all,
  Hot southern desert
  White Camellia and grief for the sake of Yin,
  Cry no target arrow,
  No morning the faint cry,
  Kusi in the branches of
  Orioles first song.
  Ah, the guitar! I -
  By five swords
  Pierces the heart!
  (White fly translation)
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  Rose changing
  When she was open in the morning
  As red as blood.
  Dew dare not touch her
  Her fear of being burned.
  When she open at noon
  As hard as coral.
  Sun close to the glass
  In order to see her flash.
  When the birds in the branches
  Timing started singing
  When the evening Xiegua in
  Hong Jin takes off
  She also became bright white
  Face like salt
  When the night
  Plucked the soft, c.
  When the stars in operation, the wind
  Blowing along the track of the dark
  She leaves began to litter
  (Zhao Zhenjiang translation)
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  Hu 安拉蒙希梅 Ness
  He imagined himself the magic
  Lost in the expanse of white
  Snow, tuberose, and salt.
  Today, walking in the white
  Pigeon feathers
  Silent woven carpet.
  It is experiencing a dream
  No eyes, no movement.
  But the heart is in fibrillation.
  He has the magic of imagination
  Stay in the expanse of white on
  That is how pure the trauma of long!
  On the endless white.
  Snow, tuberose, salt.
  (Zhao Zhenjiang translation)
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  Spain on police rumors
  To Muse Consul General - Hu Angaileiluo
  Black horse.
  Black iron heel.
  Cape flashing
  Traces of ink and wax.
  Cast lead head of water
  Never cry.
  They come from the road
  With a dark soul.
  Night out, hump-back bend.
  Atmosphere where there is active
  They laid there
  Sand-like fear,
  Dull black rubber.
  Where are they going to go where
  Pistol hidden objects in the mind
  Situation unpredictable, complicated and confusing.
  Ah, the Gypsies of the city!
  Street banners fluttering.
  The moon and the pumpkin
  There are canned cherries.
  Ah, the Gypsies of the city!
  Who does not remember in their hearts?
  The city of pain and musk
  There are cinnamon tower.
  When the night falls
  Night, night and lifeless,
  Roma in the oven
  Forging arrows and the sun.
  Seriously wounded horse horse
  Call each door.
  Sherry border city
  Glass rooster in the Call.
  Wind naked
  Scary turn in the streets,
  Heavy night. Dark night,
  Heavy night, the night gets.
  Notre Dame and San Jose
  Lost their castanets
  Ask Gypsy
  Notre Dame came dressed
  Chocolate Paper
  The mayor made a big clothes,
  Apricots strung around his neck wearing a necklace.
  San Jose's arms
  Silk cloak move.
  佩德罗多梅克 follow them,
  King of Persia, followed by three back.
  Semicircle of the moon, in the dream
  White Stork happy TRANSACTIONS
  Flags and lamps
  Hazy on the roof.
  In many mirror above.
  Dancers hip bone loss
  Cry cry Lian Lian.
  In the sherry town
  Darkness and water, water and darkness.
  Ah, the Gypsies of the city!
  The streets waving flags.
  "Meritorious Hill" "to the
  Quickly put out your green light.
  Ah, the Gypsies of the city!
  Who saw you forgotten?
  You will write her in the ocean in the distance,
  Comb the locks of the dressing is not.
  Carnival of the city toward
  They lined up two lines.
  Chrysanthemum leaves in wax
  Bullet boxes rustling
  Them into two forward,
  Doubly dark night
  Sky to put Spurs
  They do whatever they want.
  Fearless city
  Open all the porch.
  Forty military police
  Chuang inside together.
  The clock has stopped walking,
  Bottle of brandy
  In order not to arouse suspicion
  Pretending to face in November.
  A loud cry
  In the weathercock on the flight.
  Horse knifed the breeze,
  Will it cruel bullying.
  The street was dark,
  Everywhere to escape the old woman.
  Sleeping horses pull in his hand,
  With the money in the jar in his arms.
  The steep slope along the street
  Black cloak in the assault,
  They left behind
  Scissors fast whirlwind.
  Hall in Bethlehem
  Gypsies in concentration.
  San Jose, black and blue
  Pretending to be wrapped in a girl.
  Stubborn, sharp gunshots
  Shock the entire night.
  Our Lady Star of the saliva with
  Healing for children.
  However, Police Gazette
  Walking fire place,
  The imagination of youth and innocence
  Where all burned.
  Campo Rio Rosa home
  Sitting in front of moan,
  Breasts were cut off
  On the tray.
  Other girls in the running
  Braids dangling behind,
  Rose black powder
  In the air in full bloom.
  When all the roof
  The ridge into the ground,
  The long silhouette of the rock
  Shaking shoulders rising dawn.
  Ah, the Gypsies of the city!
  When the fire burning around you,
  Police are farther and farther Gazette
  Along the silent tunnel.
  Ah, the Gypsies of the city!
  Who saw you forget
  Let them find you on my forehead.
  Moon and sand of the game.
  (Zhao Zhenjiang translation)
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  Head down
  Thought in the fly, I head down,
  To walk slowly, slowly away,
  On the process in time
  My life to a desire to pursue.
  Street in a gray
  I see a path full of flowers:
  With a rose flower
  Full of light, full of life,
  Also filled with octyl.
  Female ah, you are open flower garden:
  Your skin like a virgin, who rose
  Endless and the delicate fragrance,
  Sad, but also full of nostalgia Yu.
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  The two girls - to the Mahi mo Ji Hanuo
  (Part One) La Luonuo
  In the orange tree
  She washed the child to wear a cloth dress,
  She has green eyes,
  She has the voice of violet.
  Ai! Dear,
  In the orange tree full of flowers!
  Water pond road
  Floating in the sunlight waves,
  In that small olive grove,
  There was a sparrow singing.
  Ai! Dear,
  In full blossom and the orange tree!
  La Luona soon run out
  A bar of soap
  Then came three young matador.
  Ai! Dear,
  In full blossom and the orange tree!
  (Bis) An Baluo
  An Baluo yo,
  You wear white,
  How lonely in the house!
  (Under the frangipani flowers and incense on between
  You're a split line. )
  You hear from the yard,
  Cries that clever businessmen
  And that the canary Wan warble -
  How delicate it is!
  You stare in the afternoon
  Cypress trees that hide the bird shaking
  So in your canvas
  Slowly many words embroidery.
  An Baluo yo,
  You wear white,
  How lonely in the house!
  An Baluo yo,
  How I difficult to ask you,
  Said: I love you!
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  Knight Song
  Cordoba
  All alone at the End of the World
  Dark pony
  Side saddle bag full of olive fly
  Although I know this road as early as
  Life could not have been to Cordoba
  Through the fields, through the gale
  Blood-red moon, the dark horse
  Death is look down on me,
  In Xu upstairs, in Cordoba
  Oh, How long road
  Oh, How the heroic pony
  Alas, death is waiting for me
  So I hurry to Cordoba
  Cordoba
  All alone at the End of the World
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  The love of impermanence
  No one knows, there is a perfume called forever,
  It is floating from your belly black Mulan.
  No one knows, between your lips and teeth
  Qiang kill the hummingbirds love.
  The moonlight shines on your black lashes,
  One thousand Persian ponies sank off to sleep.
  Series of four nights, I clung fast
  Your waist snow melted million.
  Jasmine bloom in mottled broken walls before
  You made a brief glimpse of my mind destroy the seeds.
  I stroked my chest, to give you
  Ivory's love pad, read: forever.
  Never, never, my pain garden
  You never let me unpredictable.
  I have blood in your mouth, the fresh liquid
  Your lips as my dark death was Austin.
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  Wounds of love
  Light such as the raging fire,
  Eating around my gray mountains and rivers,
  Chewing blood and tears of my heart,
  Order the sky, the earth and the time reflected light Huan bleak.
  Lament of blood dotted
  Sensuality of band lifeless torch
  Hit my heart like the sea,
  Such as the scorpion to climb into the chest.
  Garland of love, dotted with bed, my pain,
  Double chest falls in ruins,
  Insomnia I dream of you coming.
  Although I am careful
  Your heart is easily again, as I laid the
  Covered with hemlock and pitfalls of love valley.
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  Andalusian sailor's Nocturne
  From Kati Si to Gibraltar,
  What a good path.
  The sea from my sigh,
  Recognize my footsteps.
  Hey, girl ah girl
  Mala Jia Hong Kong in the number of boats!
  From Kati Si to Sevilla,
  How many little lemon!
  Lemon from my sigh,
  Know my whereabouts.
  Hey, girl ah girl
  Mala Jia Hong Kong in the number of boats!
  From Sevilla to Jiaer Mo there,
  Not find a two-edged knife,
  To cut off half moon,
  The wind should also injured gallop.
  Hey, baby ah baby,
  Take my horse to see the waves!
  Sidelines in the dead of salt,
  Love ah, I forget you,
  Let the person to a heart,
  To ask why I forget.
  Hey, baby ah baby,
  Take my horse to see the waves!
  Kati Si, do not come over,
  Lest the sea drown you.
  Sevilla, heel stand more firmly,
  Do not let the river wash away you.
  Oh girl!
  Oh boy!
  What a beautiful flat road,
  How many ships in the harbor and waterfront,
  How cool!
  Dai Translation
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  The initial desire to ditty
  In bright green early morning,
  I am willing to do a heart.
  Heart.
  Night in a mature,
  I am willing to do a oriole.
  An oriole.
  (Soul, ah,
  Put on an orange color.
  Soul, ah,
  Put on the color of love. )
  In the lively morning
  I want to be me.
  Heart.
  In the silence of the night,
  I want to be my voice.
  An oriole.
  Soul, ah,
  Put orange color it!
  Soul, ah,
  Put on the color of love it!
  Dai Translation
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  Dawn
  Dawn in New York
  Is the four pillars of mud
  Is the burst of a water damp
  Black pigeon storm.
  Dawn in New York
  Sigh for the endless stairs
  Hosta flowers in order to
  Looking to draw the depression.
  Dawn came, no one welcomed it in the mouth,
  Because here there is no tomorrow, nor can there be hope.
  Sometimes the state money to form a ferocious mouth,
  Stabbed and swallowed Dianpei children.
  First out bones are aware
  There will not be paradise, no love without the use of force;
  They know they are to the point of order and numbers of the sludge to go
  To do the trick without art, the sweat is not the result.
  Light chain and was buried in the noise, the
  No roots in a brazen challenge in science.
  Streets full of people who stumble and insomnia
  If the disaster had just encountered broken blood vessel landing.
  Cun Translation
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  Landscape
  - Gifts Litan, Gong check, babe, and Jiamanxijia
  The vast night,
  Put on a freezing cold.
  Dim behind the glass,
  The children all saw
  A golden tree
  Into a number of swallows.
  Has been lying down at night
  Along the riverside,
  Trembled under the eaves,
  An Apple Xiuyan.
  Dai Translation
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  Sevilla ditty
  - Gifts 索丽坦沙里纳 thinking
  Orange grove,
  Through the dawn,
  Golden bee
  Come to find honey.
  Miyamiya
  Where is it?
  Miyamiya
  It is blue and white, the
  Yi Suopei children,
  Diego Diego flowers in that there.
  (Gilt stool
  To the Moore boy.
  Gilded chair
  To his wife. )
  Orange grove
  Through the morning.
  Dai Translation
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  Love song
  I look in your eyes
  I was a kid and a good time.
  Your hands caress me
  Gave me a sweet kiss.
  (Watch to walk the same beat,
  Wore the same group of stars at night. )
  My heart is open
  Like a flower in the sky below
  Robust Petals
  And the dream of the flower.
  (Watch to walk the same beat,
  Wore the same group of stars at night. )
  I weep in the room,
  Like the story of the prince
  To a small gold star
  Lost in the mouth of the tourney field.
  (Watch to walk the same beat,
  Wore the same group of stars at night. )
  I left your side,
  In love with you does not know
  Your eyes look like
  And your hair and hands,
  I only left forehead
  Like a butterfly you that kiss.
  (Watch to walk the same beat,
  Wore the same group of stars at night. )
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