gypsy poetry I found in Granada

Sierra Nevada mía

Sierra Nevada mía,

rudos barrancos;

rasas al frío viento,

perdidos pasos.

Y el alba nieve,

que en Corral de deseos

se hizo perenne.

 

Sierra Nevada mía,

tus altos Picos;

horizontes en púrpura,

sol prometido.

Blanca apareces

-cual sueño de la infanca-

entre vergeles.

 

 

In Sierra Nevada of mine 

In Sierra Nevada of mine,

Rough ravines,

Plains weathering the cold wind,

Lost footsteps.

And the dawn snow,

That in the Corral of desire,

Became perpetual.

 

Sierra Nevada of mine,

Your high Peaks;

horizons in purple,

Promised sunshine.

You seem white

-like a dream of childhood-

In the midst of gardens.

 

Translation: Jose Luis Vazquez Marruecos and Patricia Eddwards Rokowski