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by Federico García Lorca (1898 - 1936), as Federico García Lorca

El
Language: Spanish (Español) 
La verdadera esfinge
es el reloj.
Edipo nacerá de una pupila. 
Limita al norte
con el espejo
y al sur
con el gato.
Doña Luna es una Venus. 
(Esfera sin sabor.)
Los relojes nos traen
los inviernos.
(Golondrinas hieráticas, 
emigran el verano.)
La madrugada tiene
un pleamar de relojes
donde se ahoga el sueño.
Los murciélagos nacen
de las esferas
y el becerro los estudia 
preocupado.
¿Cuándo sera el crepúsculo 
de todos los relojes? 
¿Cuándo esas lunas blancas 
se hundirán por sus montes?

Text Authorship:

  • by Federico García Lorca (1898 - 1936), as Federico García Lorca [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

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

  • by Stanley Grill (b. 1953), "El", copyright © 2018 [ mezzo-soprano, cello and piano ], from La selva de los relojes, no. 4, confirmed with an online score [sung text checked 1 time]

Researcher for this page: Malcolm Wren [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2018-07-19
Line count: 24
Word count: 83

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