Balcón
La Lola
canta saetas.
Los toreritos
la rodean,
y el barberillo
desde su puerta,
sigue los ritmos
con la cabeza.
Entre la albahaca
y la hierbabuena,
la Lola canta
saetas.
La Lola aquella,
que se miraba
tanto en la alberca.
Balcony
Lola
is singing saetas.
Would-be bullfighters
circle round her,
and the little barber,
in his doorway,
follows the rhythm
with his head.
Among the basil
and the mint,
Lola is singing
saetas.
That Lola
who’d gaze upon herself
so often in the pool.Etiquetas: Federico García Lorca |
