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笔趣阁 > The Poetry of Federico García Lorca > Arbolé, Arbolé . . .

Arbolé, Arbolé . . .

arbolé, arbolé . . .

englisranslation

tree, tree

dry and green.

tty face

is out picking olives.

towers,

grabs .

four riders passed by

on andalusian ponies,

s

and big, dark capes.

“come to cordoba, muc;

t listen to them.

ters passed,

slender in t,

s the color of oranges

and s silver.

“come to sevilla, muc;

t listen to them.

eoon ued

dark brotered light,

a young man passed by, wearing

roses and myrtle of the moon.

“come to granada, inuc;

and t listen to him.

tty face

keeps on picking olives

he wind

wrapped around .

tree, tree

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