<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Guitar-La Guitarra</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The weeping of the guitar<br>begins.<br>The goblets of dawn<br>are smashed.<br>The weeping of the guitar<br>begins.<br>Useless<br>to silence it.<br>Impossible<br>to silence it.<br>It weeps monotonously<br>as water weeps<br>as the wind weeps<br>over snowfields.<br>Impossible<br>to silence it.<br>It weeps for distant<br>things.<br>Hot southern sands<br>yearning for white camellias.<br>Weeps arrow without target<br>evening without morning<br>and the first dead bird<br>on the branch.<br>Oh, guitar!<br>Heart mortally wounded<br>by five swords.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">---------------------------------- -------------</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Empieza el llanto<br>de la guitarra.<br>Se rompen las copas<br>de la madrugada.<br>Empieza el llanto <br>de la guitarra.<br>Es inútil <br>callarla.<br>Es imposible<br>callarla.<br>Llora monótona<br>como llora el agua,<br>como llora el viento<br>sobre la nevada.<br>Es imposible<br>callarla.<br>Llora por cosas<br>lejanas.<br>Arena del Sur caliente<br>que pide camelias blancas.<br>Llora flecha sin blanco,<br>la tarde sin mañana,<br>y el primer pájaro muerto<br>sobre la rama.<br>¡Oh guitarra!<br>Corazón malherido<br>por cinco espadas.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Federico+Garc%C3%ADa+Lorca">Federico García Lorca</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391493" data-title="The Guitar-La Guitarra de Federico García Lorca" data-description="The weeping of the guitar begins. The goblets of dawn are smashed. The weeping of the guitar begins. Useless to silence it. Impossible to silence it. It weeps monotonously as water weeps as the wind weeps over snowfields. Impossible to silence it...."></div> </div> </div>

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