Sunday, June 18, 2006

Federico Garcia Lorca 1898-1936

FAREWELL

If I die,
leave the balcony open.

The little boy is eating oranges.
(From my balcony I can see him.)

The reaper is harvesting the wheat.
(From my balcony I can see him.)

If I die,
leave the balcony open!


translated by W.S. Merwin


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