Doraba la luna el río ¡fresco de la madrugada! Por el mar venían olas teñidas de luz de alba. El campo débil y triste se iba alumbrando. Quedaba el canto roto de un grillo, la queja oscura de un agua. Huía el viento a su gruta, el horror a su cabaña; en el verde de los pinos se iban abriendo las alas. Las estrellas se morían, se rosaba la montaña; allá en el pozo del huerto la golondrina cantaba.
Una primavera andaluza
Song Cycle by Lorenzo Palomo (b. 1938)
5. Alborada
Text Authorship:
- by Juan Ramón Jiménez Mantecón (1881 - 1958), "Alborada "
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