When I die,
bury me with my guitar
beneath the sand.
When I die,
among orange trees
and mint plants.
When I die,
bury me, if you would,
inside a weather vane.
When I die!
translated by Carlos Bauer
When I die,
bury me with my guitar
beneath the sand.
When I die,
among orange trees
and mint plants.
When I die,
bury me, if you would,
inside a weather vane.
When I die!
translated by Carlos Bauer
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I like this very much!
Thanks. I’m glad you liked it. I return to Lorca every year and always find something to marvel at.
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Thanks for reblogging Lorca.