Saturday 9 January 2010

LEGENG,POEM AND SONG FROM SPAIN

The legend of the Rincon Malillo or the Evil Corner. The legend comes from the 16th century when a wealthy gentleman, who was a drunken, gambling swordsman, named Alvaro de Mendoza y Virues had a strange brush with the devil. Don Alvaro, who lived in the noble neighborhood of Saint Matthew in Jerez de la Frontera, had just killed a man in a swordfight when he, filled with his own self, challenged the devil to a duel. The legend says that in that instant he felt a sharp pain in his arm and began to bleed. Frightened he ran from that place to his home the Plaza del Mercado, the Market Square, and shut himself up in his house. Posessing buildings all over the city, he ordered that iron crucifixes be erected in the niches in each one of the homes, including the corner where the devil stabbed him in the arm. The legend continues that Don Alvaro never left his home again and spent long hours in his study and so the neighbors began to call him “the caged one.” When he finally died, many years later, they found his body with the cut on his arm still unhealed. Many of the crucifixes that he had erected are still visible throught the old city.


POEM:

EL LAGARTO ESTÁ LLORANDO

EL LAGARTO ESTÁ LLORANDO.
LA LAGARTA ESTÁ LLORANDO.
EL LAGARTO Y LA LAGARTA
CON DELANTILLOS BLANCOS.

HAN PERDIDO SIN QUERER
SU ANILLO DE DESPOSADOS.
¡AY! SU ANILLITO DE PLOMO,
¡AY! SU ANILLITO PLOMADO.

UN CIELO GRANDE Y SIN GENTE
MONTA EN SU GLOBO A LOS PÁJAROS.
EL SOL, CAPITÁN REDONDO,
LLEVA UN CHALECO DE RASO.

¡MIRADLOS QUÉ VIEJOS SON!
¡QUÉ VIEJOS SON LOS LAGARTOS!
¡AY, CÓMO LLORAN Y LLORAN!
¡AY, AY, CÓMO ESTÁN LLORANDO!

FEDERICO GARCIA LORCA

SONG:

LOS PATITOS

LOS PATITOS
EN EL AGUA
MENEABAN SU COLITA
SE DECÍAN UNO A OTRO:
¡HAY QUE AGUA
TAN FRESQUITA!

TODOS LOS PATITOS
SE FUERON A BAÑAR,
EL MÁS CHIQUITITO
SE QUEDÓ DETRÁS,
SU MADRE ENFADA
LE QUISO REGAÑAR,
Y EL POBRE PATITO
SE ECHÓ A LLORAR.
¡MUA, MUA, MUA!

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