Santiago Madrigal—F.G. Lorca


It’s raining in Santiago

xxxxxxxxmy sweet love

White camellia breeze

shining sun-dimmed

It’s raining in Santiago

xxxxxxxxthe dark night

Grasses of silver and dreams

cover the empty moon

See the rain in the street

stone and glass lament

See the dissipated wind

ash shade of your sea

Ash shade of your sea

Santiago, so far from sun:

ancient morning waters

trembling in my heart

translated by DB (Madrigal á cibdá de Santiago)