Federico Garcia Lorca – Poems translated in English – Telenet
The gypsy and the Wind Playing her parchment moon Precosia comes along a watery path of laurels and crystals. The starless silence, fleeing from her rhythmic tambourine, falls where the sea pounds and sings, its night filled with silvery swarms. High atop the mountain peaks the sentinels are sleeping; they guard the white towers of the English consulate. And the gypsies of the water for their pleasure erect little castles of conch shells and twigs of green pine. * Playing her parchment moon Precosia comes. The wind sees her and rises, the wind that never slumbers. Naked Saint Christopher swells, watching the girl, as he plays with tongues of celestial bells on an invisible bagpipe. Child, let me lift your skirt and have a look at you. Open in my ancient fingers the blue rose of your belly. Precosia throws the tambourine and runs away in terror. The virile wind pursues her with his hot sword. The sea darkens and roars, while the olive trees turn pale. The flutes of darkness sound and a muted gong of the snow. Precosia, run, Precosia Or the green wind will catch you! Precosia, run, Precosia! And look how fast he comes! A satyr of low-born stars with his long and glistening tongues. * Precosia, filled with fear, now makes her way to that house beyond the tall green pines where the English consul lives. Alarmed by the anguished cries, three riflemen come running, their black capes tightly drawn, and berets down over their brow. The Englishman gives the gypsy a glass of tepid milk and a shot of Dutch gin which Precosia does not drink. And while she tells them, weeping, of her strange adventure, the wind furiously bites at the slate roof tiles. The gypsy-nun Silence of lime and myrtle. Mallows in slenders grasses. The nun embroiders wallflowers on a straw-coloured cloth. In the chandelier fly seven prismatic birds. The church grunts in the distance like a bear belly upwards. How she sews! With what grace! On the straw-coloured cloth she wants to embroider the flowers of her fantasy. What sunflowers! What magnolias of sequins and ribbons! What crocuses and moons on the cloth over the altar! Five grapefruits sweeten in the nearby kitchen. The five wounds of Christ cut in Almería. Through the eyes of the nun two horsemen gallop. A last quiet murmur takes off her camisole. And gazing at clouds and hills in the strict distance, her heart of sugar and verbena is breaking. Oh what a high plain with twenty suns above it! What standing rivers her fantasy sees setting! But she goes on with her flowers, while standing in the breeze, the light plays chess high in the lattice-window.
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