#garcia lorca
Hay almas a las que uno tiene ganas de asomarse, como a una ventana llena de sol.
Federico García Lorca (Poeta Andaluz)
Callar y quemarse es el castigo más grande que nos podemos echar encima.
Federico García Lorca (Poeta Andaluz)
Green, how I want you green.
Green wind. Green branches.
The ship out on the sea
and the horse on the mountain.
With the shade around her waist
she dreams on her balcony,
green flesh, her hair green,
with eyes of cold silver.
Green, how I want you green.
Under the gypsy moon,
all things are watching her
and she cannot see them.
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“To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves. What good was pride to me—and not seeing you, and letting you lie awake night after night? No good! It only served to bring the fire down on me! You think that time heals and walls hide things, but it isn’t true, it isn’t true! When things get that deep inside you there isn’t anybody can change them.”
Federico Garcia Lorca, Blood Wedding (Act 2, Scene 1)
