Translation of the song Pueblo artist Federico García Lorca
Pueblo
Town
Sobre el monte pelado
On the bare mountain
un calvario.
an ordeal.
Agua clara
Clear water
y olivos centenarios.
and very old olive trees.
Por las callejas
On the allyes,
hombres embozados,
men are wrapped in silence,
y en las torres
and in the towers
veletas girando.
the weather vanes are spinning.
Eternamente
The eternal
girando.
spinning of time.
¡Oh pueblo perdido,
Oh, the lost village,
en la Andalucía del llanto!
in the tears of Andalusia!