Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 11, 2017
It's True by Garcia Lorca
It's True
Ay, the pain it costs me
to love you as I love you!
For love of you, the air, it hurts,
and my heart,
and my hat, they hurt me.
Who would buy it from me,
this ribbon I am holding,
and this sadness of cotton,
white, for making handkerchiefs with?
Ay, the pain it costs me
to love you as I love you!
by Federico García Lorca
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Heard this on a TV show and liked it enough to want to save it somewhere for posterity. Lucky you.
Labels:
Federico García Lorca,
It's True,
poem,
poetry,
potpourri,
randomness
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