Spanish mother's day poems

Oh! Garcia loka's. Poetry translation is the highest realm of translation, not my strong point. Try to translate it as follows:

Poetry for Sigiriya Gitana

Guitar piano

Guitar piano

Start crying.

The cup of dawn

Break the glass.

Guitar piano

Start crying.

Make it stop.

In vain.

Cann't stop

A monotonous cry

In the vast snow

A whimper like the wind

Sobbing like water

Make it stop.

In vain.

He works for distant things.

weep

For the hot yellow sand in the south

Pray for the white camellia.

Crying for an arrow without a goal,

There is no morning dusk,

It also applies to branches.

The first dead bird.

Oh, guitar and piano!

external ear

Stabbed by five sword marks!

Federico Garcí a lorca,1921-1924

Answer supplement:

On the basis of the previous translation, I revised my own translation. The following is Dai Wangshu's translation. You can compare:

guitar

Guitar whimper

Here we go.

The cup of dawn

It's broken.

Guitar whimper

Here we go.

To stop it.

It's no use,

To stop it.

No

It cries monotonously,

Crying like water,

Like the wind in the snow

Cry.

To stop it.

No

It cries for.

Far away.

Ask to see white camellia

And the warm beaches in the south.

Crying, without the arrow of mandarin fish,

There is no morning night,

So the first bird

Died on a branch.

Ah, the guitar!

Insert into sb.' s heart

Five swords.

About the creative background:

This poem is from lorca's Song of Affection. In the summer of 192 1, lorca was tired of boring school life, and often went to the tavern within the wall of Alhambra with friends. The boss's son is a guitarist who plays the ancient Andalusian gypsy folk song deep song, which was replaced by Flaaming in the19th century. Surrounded by ancient pagodas, listening to the cry of deep songs. There was a little bald man at the party. He is Fa Ya, a famous Spanish composer. Lorca and his gang clamored to open a music cafe, while Fa Ya proposed to hold a deep song and art festival. They met two years ago and didn't become friends until late at night. On the surface, they are far apart. Fa Ya, a middle-aged man, is timid and eccentric: he is afraid of brushing his teeth; Sleeping on a narrow bed in a storeroom-like cabin with a cross hanging on his head; He goes to mass every morning before going to work. He is a workaholic and thinks his genius is a gift from God. In Fa Ya's view, deep songs are real. In order to find the source, he took Lorca to the Gypsy Cave. 192 1 On New Year's Eve, Lorca hired a street band, tiptoed to Fa Ya's window and suddenly serenaded under Lorca's command. Fa Ya laughed so hard that he could hardly open the door. Late at night, Farah asked the small band to play their music four times, accompanied by him on the piano. He and Farah are busy preparing for the Deep Song Art Festival. They travel all over the streets looking for singers. At the same time, he began to write. 192 1 year 165438+ 10 at the beginning of October, 10 wrote 23 songs, and wrote 8 songs before the end of the month. This group of poems is named "Song of Affection". Lorca was moved by the naked passion in the deep songs of gypsies. He believes in the passion of all life, in short, "from the first cry and the first kiss". He thinks that deep songs are the source of his writing: love, pain and death. He highly praised the pagan tone, straightforward language, pantheism and the integration of his formal cultures. He said this poem in his deep song, "I asked about the wind/land/ocean/moon, and simple things like violets/rosemary and birds." Lorca tried to find a poetic form corresponding to deep songs through variations and repetitions of short sentences, simple sentences and themes.