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Zorongo

Language: Spanish (Español)

Tengo los ojos azules,
tengo los ojos azules
y el corazoncillo igual
que la cresta de la lumbre.

De noche me salgo al patio,
y me harto de llorar,
de ver que te quiero tanto
y tú no me quieres ná.

Esta gitana está loca
pero loquita de atar
que lo que sueña de noche
quiere que sea verdad.

Las manos de mi cariño 
te están bordando una capa 
con agremán de alhelíes 
y con esclavina de agua.
 
Cuando fuiste novio mío, 
por la primavera blanca, 
los cascos de tu caballo 
cuatro sollozos de plata. 

La luna es un pozo chico, 
las flores no valen nada, 
lo que valen son tus brazos 
cuando de noche me abrazan.


Translation(s): FRE

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Submitted by Guy Laffaille [Guest Editor] and Hein Calis

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Zorongo", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Text added to the website: 2009-09-13.
Last modified: 2018-06-29 08:46:46
Line count: 24
Word count: 117

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Zorongo

Language: French (Français) after the Spanish (Español)

J'ai les yeux bleus,
J'ai les yeux bleus,
Et mon petit cœur est comme
La crête du feu.

La nuit je sors dans le patio
Et je suis lasse de pleurer
De voir que je t'aime tant
Et que tu ne m'aimes pas.

Cette gitane est folle
Mais folle à lier
Car ce à quoi elle rêve la nuit
Elle voudrait que ce soit vrai.

Les mains de mon amour
Te brodent une cape
Avec un ruban de giroflées
Et une étole d'eau.

Quand tu es devenu mon ami
Dans le printemps blanc,
Les sabots de ton cheval
Étaient quatre sanglots d'argent.

La lune est un petit puits,
Les fleurs ne valent rien,
Ceux qui ont de la valeur ce sont tes bras
Quand la nuit ils m'embrassent.


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Le zorongo est une danse populaire andalouse.

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  • Translation from Spanish (Español) to French (Français) copyright © 2017 by Guy Laffaille, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.

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Based on
  • a text in Spanish (Español) from Volkslieder (Folksongs)
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Federico García Lorca, Ernst Ludwig Leitner, Bruce Trinkley. Go to the text.

 

Text added to the website: 2017-10-17.
Last modified: 2017-10-17 04:47:37
Line count: 24
Word count: 128