García Lorca

Canção do Cavaleiro

                                               Córdoba,
                                               distante e só.

                                               Égua negra, lua grande,
                                               e azeitonas no alforje.
                                               Embora saiba os caminhos
                                               nunca chegarei a Córdoba.

                                               Pelo prado, pelo vento,
                                               égua negra, lua rubra.
                                               A morte está me olhando
                                               de lá das torres de Córdoba.

                                               Ah, que caminho tão longo!
                                               Ah, eguinha corajosa!
                                               Ah, sei que a morte me espera,
                                               antes de chegar a Córdoba!

                                               Córdoba,
                                               distante e só.

                                                                                                  Tradução - Ferreira Gullar

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Canción de jinete

                                               Córdoba. 
                                               Lejana y sola.

 

                                               Jaca negra, luna grande,  
                                               y aceitunas en mi alforja.  
                                               Aunque sepa los caminos  
                                               yo nunca llegaré a Córdoba.

  

                                               Por el llano, por el viento,  
                                               jaca negra, luna roja.  
                                               La muerte me está mirando  
                                               desde las torres de Córdoba.

 

                                               ¡Ay que camino tan largo!  
                                               ¡Ay mi jaca valerosa!  
                                               ¡Ay que la muerte me espera,  
                                               antes de llegar a Córdoba!

                                               Córdoba. 
                                               Lejana y sola.