Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Flamenco Quote of the Day

Whenever I look at the place
where I used to meet you,
my poor eyes begin
crying drops of blood.

Cada vez que miro el sitio
donde te he solido hablar,
comienzan mis pobres ojos
gotas de sangre a llorar. 

Andalusian Poem from Lorca's 'In Search of Duende'

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