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Yo voy soñando caminos de la tarde. ¡Las colinas doradas, los verdes pinos, las polvorientas encinas!... ¿Adónde el camino irá? Yo voy cantando, viajero a lo largo del sendero... -la tarde cayendo está-. "En el corazón tenía "la espina de una pasión; "logré arrancármela un día: "ya no siento el corazón". Y todo el campo un momento se queda, mudo y sombrío, meditando. Suena el viento en los álamos del río. La tarde más se oscurece; y el camino que serpea y débilmente blanquea se enturbia y desaparece. Mi cantar vuelve a plañir: "Aguda espina dorada, "quién te pudiera sentir "en el corazón clavada".
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- by António Machado (1875 - 1939), no title [author's text checked 1 time 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 Dorothea Hofmann (b. 1961), "Caminos de la tarde", 2014, first performed 2015 [ 2 sopranos, dulcimer, accordion ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by Carlos Pedrell (1878 - 1941), "Yo voy soñando caminos", 1919 [ medium voice and piano ], from De Castilla, no. 1 [sung text not yet checked]
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- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2010-05-18
Line count: 24
Word count: 104
Torno a vedere, in sogno, le strade a sera. Le colline dorate, i verdi pini, le polverose querce! ... Dove mi porterà la strada? Vado cantando, viandante che segue il suo sentiero... mentre scende la sera - . "M'era fitta nel cuore la spina di un amore: la ho strappata un giorno: ma il cuore più non sento". E la campagna a un tratto, fattasi muta e cupa, sembra meditare. Il vento spira fra i pioppi lungo il fiume. Si fa più scura la sera; la strada che serpeggia in debole chiarore si fa buia e scompare. Volge la mia canzone in pianto: "Acuta spina dorata, potessi sentirti ancora, nel mio cuore piantata".
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This text was added to the website: 2010-05-31
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