Baladilla de los tres ríos
Language: Spanish (Español)
Available translation(s): ENG FRE
El río Guadalquivir
va entre naranjos y olivos.
Los dos ríos de Granada
bajan de la nieve al trigo.
¡Ay, amor
que se fue y no vino!
El río Guadalquivir
tiene las barbas granates.
Los dos ríos de Granada
uno llanto y otro sangre.
¡Ay, amor
que se fue por el aire!
Para los barcos de vela,
Sevilla tiene un camino;
por el agua de Granada
sólo reman los suspiros.
¡Ay, amor
que se fue y no vino!
Guadalquivir, alta torre
y viento en los naranjales.
Dauro y Genil, torrecillas
muertas sobre los estanques.
¡Ay, amor
que se fue por el aire!
¡Quién dirá que el agua lleva
un fuego fatuo de gritos!
¡Ay, amor
que se fue y no vino!
Lleva azahar, lleva olivas,
Andalucía, a tus mares.
¡Ay, amor
que se fue por el aire!
Confirmed with Federico García Lorca, Die Gedichte: Spanisch-Deutsch, ausgewählt und übertragen von Enrique Beck, Band 1, Göttingen: Wallstein Verlag, 2008, pages 66 and 68.
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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):
Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:
- Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Enrique Beck (1904 - 1974) , "Kleine Ballade von den drei Flüssen", copyright © ENG FRE ; composed by Günter Bialas, Hermann Reutter.
Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Richard Gard) , "Song of the Three Rivers", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Ballade des trois rivières", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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[Guest Editor] This text was added to the website: 2005-01-11
Line count: 32
Word count: 97
Song of the Three Rivers
Language: English after the Spanish (Español)
The river Guadalquivir
flows between oranges and olives.
The two rivers of Granada
descend from the white snows to the wheat fields.
Ah, love that left,
never to return!
The Guadalquivir
has a beard of garnet.
The two rivers of Granada,
one of tears and one of blood.
Ah, love that flew,
into thin air!
For boats under sail,
Seville has a channel;
In the waters of Granada,
only sighs remain.
Ah, love that left,
never to return!
Guadalquivir, high tower
and wind in the orange groves.
Dauro and Genil,
lifeless cairns above the ponds.
Ah, love that flew,
into thin air!
Who can say how the waters carry a
vain fire of cries!
Ah, love that left,
never to return!
Carry orange blossoms, carry olives,
Andalucia, down to the sea.
Ah love that flew,
into thin air!
Text Authorship:
- Translation from Spanish (Español) to English copyright © 2010 by Richard Gard, (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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This text was added to the website: 2010-02-03
Line count: 32
Word count: 138