I. Cancion de la criada	Song of the house-maid
Giraba,	Turning,
giraba la rueda	the wheel was turning
y el agua pasaba.	and the water was flowing.
Porque llega la boda,	Because the wedding approaches,
que se aparten las ramas	let the branches spread open
y la luna se adorne	and the moon adorn herself
por su blanca baranda.	upon her white veranda.
Cantaban,	Singing,
cantaban los novios	the lovers were singing
y el agua pasaba.	and the water was flowing.
Porque llega la boda,	Because the wedding approaches,
que relumbre la escarcha	let the frost sparkle
y se llenen de miel	and the bitter almonds
las almendras amargas.	be filled with honey.
Galana,	Lady,
galana de la tierra,	lady of the earth,
mira cómo el agua pasa.	look how the water is flowing.
Porque llega tu boda	Because your wedding approaches
recógete las faldas	gather your trousseau
y bajo el ala del novio	and go under the wing of your groom
nunca salgas de tu casa	never to leave your house.
Porque el novio es un palomo	Because your groom is a dove
con todo el pecho de brasa	with a breast of embers
y espera el campo el rumor	and the fields await the murmur
de la sangre derramada.	of the blood that will be spilled.
Giraba,	Turning,
giraba la rueda	the wheel was turning
y el agua pasaba.	and the water was flowing.
¡Porque llega tu boda,	Because your wedding approaches
deja que relumbre el agua!	how the water is glistening!
From ‘Bodas de Sangre’
II. Zorongo	Zorongo
Tengo los ojos azules,	I have blue eyes,
tengo los ojos azules	I have blue eyes
y el corazoncillo igual	and a little heart
que la cresta de la lumbre.	like the cresting flame.
De noche me salgo	al patio I go out into the patio at night
y me harto de llorar	and weep until I can no longer
de ver que te quiero tanto	for I know I love you so
y tú no me quieres ná	and you do not love me at all.
Esta gitana está loca,	This gypsy woman is going mad,
pero loquita de atar,	going right out of her mind,
que lo que sueña de noche	for she wishes that the dreams,
quiere que sea verdad.	which she dreams at night, were true.
Las manos de mi cariño	The hands of my tenderness
te están bordando una capa	are embroidering you a cloak
con agremán de alhelíes	with a trimming of wallflowers
y con esclavina de agua.	and a cape of water.
Cuando fuiste novio mío,	When you were my promised one
por la primavera blanca,	..in the white springtime,
los cascos de tu caballo	your horse’s hooves
cuatro sollozos de plata.	were four sighs of silver.
La luna es un pozo chico,	The moon is a tiny well,
las flores no valen nada,	the flowers are worthless,
lo que valen son tus brazos	the only things that matter are your arms
cuando de noche me abrazan	when they embrace me at night.
From ‘Cantares Populares’.

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