Antonio Machado
Last Night As I Was Sleeping by Antonio Machado

Last Night As I Was Sleeping by Antonio Machado

Last night as I was sleeping,I dreamt—marvelous error!—that a spring was breakingout in my heart.I said: Along which secret aqueduct,Oh water, are you coming to me,water of a new ...

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Passageways by Antonio Machado

Passageways by Antonio Machado

Who set, between those rocks like cinder,to show the honey of dream,that golden broom,those blue rosemaries?Who painted the purple mountainsand the saffron, sunset sky?The ...

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Cantares by Antonio Machado

Cantares by Antonio Machado

Todo pasa y todo queda, pero lo nuestro es pasar, pasar haciendo caminos, caminos sobre el mar. Nunca persequi la gloria, ni dejar en la memoria de los hombres mi cancion; yo amo ...

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Songs Of The High Country by Antonio Machado

Songs Of The High Country by Antonio Machado

Soria, in blue mountains,on the fields of violet,how often I’ve dreamed of youon the plain of flowers,where the Guadalquivir runspast golden orange-treesto the sea.

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Anoche Cuando Dormia by Antonio Machado

Anoche Cuando Dormia by Antonio Machado

Anoche cuando dormia sone, ?bendita ilusion!, que una fontana fluia dentro de mi corazon. Di, ?por que acequia escondida, agua, vienes hasta mi, manantial de nueva vida de donde ...

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Inventario Galante by Antonio Machado

Inventario Galante by Antonio Machado

Tus ojos me recuerdan las noches de verano, negras noches sin luna, orilla al mar salado, y el chispear de estrellas del cielo negro y bajo. Tus ojos me recuerdan las noches de ...

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La Saeta by Antonio Machado

La Saeta by Antonio Machado

Dijo una voz popular: Quien me presta una escalera para subir al madero para quitarle los clavos a Jesus el Nazareno? Oh, la saeta, el cantar al Cristo de los gitanos siempre con ...

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Yo Voy Sonando Caminos by Antonio Machado

Yo Voy Sonando Caminos by Antonio Machado

Yo voy sonando caminos de la tarde. ?Las colinas doradas, los verdes pinos, las polvorientas encinas!… ?Adonde el camino ira? Yo voy cantando, viajero a lo largo del sendero… -La ...

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El Crimen Fue En Granada by Antonio Machado

El Crimen Fue En Granada by Antonio Machado

ISe le vio, caminando entre fusiles, por una calle larga, salir al campo frio, aun con estrellas, de la madrugada. Mataron a Federico cuando la luz asomaba. El peloton de verdugos ...

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He Andado Muchos Caminos by Antonio Machado

He Andado Muchos Caminos by Antonio Machado

He andado muchos caminos he abierto muchas veredas; he navegado en cien mares y atracado en cien riberas. En todas partes he visto caravanas de tristeza, soberbios y melancolicos ...

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El Viajero by Antonio Machado

El Viajero by Antonio Machado

Esta en la sala familiar, sombria, y entre nosotros, el querido hermano que en el sueno infantil de un claro dia vimos partir hacia un pais lejano. Hoy tiene ya las sienes ...

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Has My Heart Gone To Sleep? by Antonio Machado

Has My Heart Gone To Sleep? by Antonio Machado

Has my heart gone to sleep?Have the beehives of my dreamsstopped working, the waterwheelof the mind run dry,scoops turning empty,only shadow inside?No, my heart is not asleep.It ...

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Guadarrama by Antonio Machado

Guadarrama by Antonio Machado

Guadarrama, is it you, old friend,mountains white and graythat I used to see painted against the bluethose afternoons of the old days in Madrid?Up your deep ravinesand past your ...

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Fields Of Soria by Antonio Machado

Fields Of Soria by Antonio Machado

Hills of silver plate,grey heights, dark red rocksthrough which the Duero bendsits crossbow arcround Soria, shadowed oaks,stone dry-lands, naked mountains,white roads and river ...

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To JosE Mar?A Palacio by Antonio Machado

To JosE Mar?A Palacio by Antonio Machado

Palacio, good friend,is spring thereshowing itself on branches of black poplarsby the roads and river? On the steepsof the high Duero, spring is late,but so soft and lovely when ...

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The Wind, One Brilliant Day by Antonio Machado

The Wind, One Brilliant Day by Antonio Machado

The wind, one brilliant day, calledto my soul with an odor of jasmine.'In return for the odor of my jasmine,I'd like all the odor of your roses.''I have no roses; all the ...

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I Did Not Dream… by Antonio Machado

I Did Not Dream… by Antonio Machado

I did not dream of ever gainingthe great-great fame and of embeddingmy song into the hearts of fans;I like all that is wholly airy,all that is weightless, all that's fairylike ...

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