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You seem crazy?

Pazza, for not cried since my chest would want?

Come here.

I have to stop myself from not sink my teeth...

Leave her alone.

I'm here, 'cause I kill you.

'Cause I went away with the other.

I left.

You, too, you'd be gone.

I was a burned woman.

All sores, inside and out.

Is he your son...

Your son was a bit 'of water...

from which I expected children... earth...

health.

But the other...

the other was a dark river, full of branches,

he did come up to me the sound of his rushes

and his singing between the teeth.

I did not want to.

Listen to me!

I did not want to...

Your son was my purpose.

But the other's arm drag myself ' away, like a big wave...

as a mule warhead.

And he would have washed away forever.

All time.

All time...

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'The bride'

from 'Blood Wedding' Federico Garcia Lorca

Translation: 'goblin' [SRT project] Translate By: de_larocha

(From 'Los quatro muleros' F.Garcia of Lorca)

Of the four mule

# # Of the four mule

# # Of the four mule

# My Mommy, that go to water #

# # Ranging water

# That the mule dappled #

# That the mule dappled #

# That the mule dappled, Mommy... #

# Mia, steals the soul #

# I steal the soul #

# It's raining in the fields #

# It's raining in the fields #

# My Mommy, my love is wet #

# My love is wet #

# If I were a tree #

# If I were a tree #

# My Mommy, full of leaves #

# Full of leaves #

# I stood... #

What... are you doing? You will see...

Listen...

Still... No, stop!

No, no, no. Fermo.

Leave me.

Child, look. tablecloths have arrived.

Look... you saw that linen?

And the embroidery!

- As you can see, your mother! - My mother!

I'm going to get it before it's too late.

Look, these...

(From 'Nana del caballo great' F.Garcia of Lorca)

# Nanna small nap #

# Of a great horse #

# What he did not want the water... ##

Here, look.

Today, and 'like a dahlia.

And you?

For more 'than two months, to put new horseshoes

and lose them forever.

It must be with the stones that tear away.

It will not be ' you use it too?

No.

Do not use it, almost.

Nearby, yesterday, he told me he saw you at the esplanade.

- Was you? - No.

Listen...

I have been with the weighing of grain.

They always be late.

I need a dress... and a small cap.

But, those who do so run ' that horse?

It 'below...

with eyes bulging as if it came from who knows' where...

I.

I raced there myself.

I'm sorry.

It's yours.

Do you know who call for my cousin's hand?

When?

Today.

I do not think his mother will be very happy.

Maybe he's right. 'A to be careful.

Daughter...

Pope'...

You are happy?

They brought the wine.

I am right.

Congratulations, baby.

For your wedding.

- Thank you. - What's', kid?

Are not you happy?

- Who are you? - I bring you a gift.

And some advice...

Thing?

With a knife...

with a boxcutter that is just in the hand,

but that cold, penetrates the meat amazed...

and 'it stops them,

the point where trembles, tangled,

the dark root of the scream.

Who are you?

What are you doing here?

Do not marry you, if you do not love her.

Out! Via, this house.

# Nanna small nap #

# Of the great horse #

# What would not the water #

# What would not the water #

# The water was black #

# Among the branches #

# When you reach the bridge #

He stops and sings # #

# Who will say, 'My son #

# What did the water #

# With his long train #

# Through its green salon. ##

How are you?

I went down to the store and I am here to say hello.

We live so 'distant.

I'm 20 years who do not climb up the road.

You are fine.

You think?

Two days ago, the son of a neighbor had

the two arms cut from the machine.

Rafael?

Yes'.

Cosi 'and'...

I often think of your son... and mine.

They're better off where they are. Asleep.

- What a lie. - Shut up!

They are just gimmicks, no comfort.

Months went by and despair burns my eyes

and even the tip of the hair.

When I could see my son, I bathed his hands with blood...

and I licked me with his tongue.

'Cause it was mine.

You do not know what it means.

- What do you say... - I could never shut up.

You, at least, have one yet.

Think about it.

What are you doing here instead of coming with me to the vineyard?

- What makes an old woman at the vineyard? - Ah, old man!

Old... very old.

Your dad, yes, that took me there.

So he bought that vineyard.

She was lucky.

Now, it'll get married.

Do you know his girlfriend?

Good girl.

Yes but...

Nobody knows her all the way.

But she's good.

She lives alone with her father... There ', so far away...

Accustomed to solitude.

And the mother?

Beautiful, but I never liked it.

- She did not like her husband. - How many people know!

You've been asking for it!

The girl has already ' I had a boyfriend?

Avra 'had 15 years.

And then, he and 'married, a couple of years ago with a cousin.

Who was her boyfriend?

Leonardo.

What Leonardo?

What of Felix.

The Felix...

You know that my girlfriend and 'good.

- Yes'. - So?

I do not know... I myself do not know.

I know it 'good and hardworking.

But, when I name, I feel like a stone in the forehead.

I'm going...

Soon, my return from the campaign.

Do not oppose to happiness' your child.

We have to keep quiet, us.

They are nonsense. I know that want well.

I'll I want '.

And 'that... the rest alone.

First, your father...

that smelled of cloves... and and 'it lasted only three years.

Then, your brother...

I stay only you.

And I'm sorry to leave.

Come on come on come on...

you're too big for kissing.

And maybe, I rejoice life with 6 grandchildren, or how much you want it!

What 'your father not me pote them' give.

The first and 'for you.

- But it must be a girl. - Come prepared.

And 'one hour of road.

Va '!

- you took you a lot? - 4 hours.

And 'you have made the most' long way.

I'm too old to go on the river dry.

The head is spinning.

Come inside.

Good harvest of alpha?

In my day, this land does not even give the alpha.

The will and 'due punishment...

and even begging, 'cause became profitable.

But now, it makes... do not complain.

I did not come to chiedertela.

You are more 'me rich

The vineyards are worth a fortune. A drink?

No.

What I regret and 'land being separated.

If we could, with 20 pairs of oxen,

bring your vines here and put them to the coast...

- What a joy! - For what?

When I die ', you will sell them' and you buy the right.

To sell? Bah!

Buy. Buy everything!

Come on, son, goes to get it, that here we have something to talk about.

- You know 'cause I'm here. - Yes'.

So?

It seems to me a good thing. Among them, they have spoken.

My son owns and can '.

Even my daughter.

Good morning.

Come closer.

You are happy?

- they ', you', they are. - Naturally.

Look at me.

It looks like all my wife

What a beautiful look!

You know what it means to get married, child?

- Yes Madam. - A man... children...

and a two-meter thick wall between you and the rest.

Sapro 'do my duty.

Sure.

Definitely.

Here, there are gifts.

Thank you.

Come.

My mother wanted me to give this gift.

They are ancient.

In brass.

You like?

When I walk away from you, I feel a great emptiness.

As a lump in her throat.

When you're my husband, I do not feel more '.

I want to be your wife, and to be alone with you.

And only hear your voice.

And I do not see anything but your eyes,

And I hug me so 'strong, so' strong...

Even if I called my mother...

I could not tear myself away from you.

I have strong arms.

I'll hug you' for 40 years in a row.

(From 'Madeja, madeja' F. Garcia Lorca)

# Skein, Hank #

# What do you want to do? #

# About Jasmine Dress #

# Crystal Card #

Being born to the four # #

To die at ten # #

# Esser wool yarn #

# # Chain at your feet

# And node string #

Amaro bay # #

# Skein, Hank #

# What do you mean? #

# # Silent Lover

Boyfriend # vermilion. ##

It's so hot in here!

In these lands, not even cool dawn.

My mother was a full of trees place... and rich land.

So ', it was so' happy.

Yes'.

But, here, and it is' consumed.

As we all consume.

Fate.

Fate.

Mandan fire walls.

You'll be beautiful.

Ah, lucky you, you, you embrace a man!

- That the kiss. - What do you feel the weight.

Shut up.

And the best and 'wake up, you feel it in your side,

- that touches your shoulders with your breath. - You shut up!

But, baby! What 'a wedding?

A marriage and 'this, nothing more.

A marriage and 'a bed... a man...

and a woman.

Do not think of things to love.

You have no reason?

And 'who do not want to get married?

Say it.

You can still back out.

They are clouds.

A cold wind inside.

Who does not have it?

You love your boyfriend?

Yes'.

Of course I love you.

# # Silent Lover

Boyfriend # vermilion. ##

- Long live the newlyweds! - Viva!

Viva!

- Long live the newlyweds! - Viva!

Viva!

- 'Cause we are, too? - What do you say, are family!

- Today 'day of forgiveness. - I refrain.

But do not lose.

We will do it.

Look, what fault has Leonardo?

It's true.

But, I hear 'Felix'

and I fill my mouth with mud.

- And I have to spit, not to kill. - Control yourself.

What you get for it?

Anything.

But you understand me.

I can give back the dead?

And for them, the prison! But that prison?

Li ', drink and smoke......

Well... you're right, you have to shut up... that ', then people criticize.

What happiness', my children!

What a joy.

You are beautiful.

Yes beautiful.

Congratulations, son.

- There 's a lot to celebrate. - Yes'.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

- Let's go. - No... it's' forward.

Beautiful!

Congratulations.

Why are you here?

To see your wedding.

- As I was yours. - Combine yourself.

False.

And your wife?

You can not continue to talk.

We and I can no longer 'talk?

He's right.

- I should not even talk to you. - Hey, come on!

Come on!

Who was I to you?

Tell me.

Open yourself to the memories.

But two oxen and a hut were little.

Almost nothing.

Go 'and your wife is waiting at the door.

But where 'the bride?

Someone saw her?

After my marriage, I thought night and day, of who was to blame.

And every time I think you will see a new fault that you eat the other.

But there 's always a fault.

Now it's late.

A man with his horse knows much...

and can 'very...

to take advantage of a girl confined in a desert.

But I have my pride.

So 'I'm getting married.

And I rinchiudero 'with my husband who will love' for life.

Pride will not help you ' nothing.

Do not come.

Keep silent and burning...

and 'the most' great chastisement that we can get us on

What I 'served pride and do not look...

and leave you awake night after night?

Nothing.

Have you seen my husband?

Wait here. I'm going to look for him.

Do you think the time to heal and conceal walls?

It's not true.

It's not true.

When things pentrano thoroughly, there is no 'way to rip on.

I can not hear you.

I can not hear your voice.

And 'as if I drank a bottle of aniseed...

and I fell asleep on a bed of roses.

I drag... and I know that I drown,

but I follow.

Child!

I know I'm crazy...

and I have the rotten chest for a long endure.

You need to leave. Immediately.

And 'the last time I will talk' with her.

I married...

Are you married.

It is done.

Change that face.

You go 'down the street.

I'll go 'horse.

'Cause looking at me like'?

You have a plug for an eye.

Let's go.

I do not know what happens.

But I think.

And I do not think.

One thing I know...

I'm already 'doomed.

But I have a son.

And another on the way...

Girl, girl!

Let's go. Your husband is waiting for you.

Come on let's go!

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Long live the newlyweds!

- Long live the newlyweds! - Long live the newlyweds!

- Long live the newlyweds! - Viva!

Congratulations!

Kiss yourselves! Kiss yourselves!

Kiss yourselves!

Yet! Yet!

Yet! Yet!

At the table!

Let's see...

Run.

Here.

Thank you!

- Take. - Thank you.

Let me do it.

I do not want to interrupt...

Wait a moment.

Female cousin...

Congratulations.

Thank you.

How 'cute!

It looks like his father.

Thanks for coming.

The dagger, the dagger...

Let them be cursed, and the scoundrel who invented them.

And the guns, and guns and more 'small blade...

That's enough'...

All that can cut the body of a handsome man,

- with flower in the mouth... - Mom, shut up.

... who goes to the vineyard... and then not come back...

Let's stop here!

We drink!

I like this.

That men are men, and wheat, wheat!

# On the olive, on the olive #

- I went up on the olive # # - Mom, how do not you dance?

# To seize upon a branch, out of that which fell #

# # Out of that which fell

# Who will pull me 'on? #

# A brunette girl #

# Let the hand me '#

In no marriage 'never seen so many people!

Your father has sown much, and now you are collecting.

# A brunette girl #

# That and 'what I love. ##

(From 'At Olive' folk song)

Many thanks.

(From 'La Tarara' F.Garcia of Lorca)

# # Has the Tarara

# A green dress #

# Full of cliffs #

It rattles # #

# La Tarara, you '#

# La Tarara, no #

# La Tarara, girl, I've seen. #

# # Has the Tarara

# Some pants #

# What are all down buttons #

# La Tarara, you '#

# La Tarara, no #

# La Tarara, girl, I've seen. #

# Ouch, Tarara crazy #

# Move your hips #

# For boys olives #

# La Tarara, you ', the Tarara, no... ##

What's the matter now?

They're happy. Today, everyone is happy.

No... and 'I find myself alone in my house.

At least they give us children. And any daughter.

Now, you just wait.

My daughter has good hips and your son and 'strong.

# La Tarara, girl, I've seen. ##

Be happy!

For those there '...

and who is not there '.

- Long live the newlyweds! - Viva!

Be happy!

I love you.

I love you.

Hug me, do not let me go.

I will not leave you'.

I had this thorn. Finally, I sold it.

Now, our land will all be reunited.

- What are you talking, papa '? - Di Leonardo.

- What, Leonardo? - You will inherit the 'complete.

That terrenuccio he had, locked away in my lands.

Finally, I sold it.

He says he wanted to leave far, which now no longer has' nothing here.

He leaves with his wife and son, up in the mountains, where is' less expensive.

What's happening to you?

- It 's not anything, Dad'. - Look at you.

If your mother sees you, it would be so 'happy.

Do you think so?

Where are you going?

- I accompany you? - No, stay with others.

This moon...

This moon...

The moon leaves a knife

abandoned in the air,

who, as lead in the ambush,

It wants to be a blood pain.

Let me in.

Coming, frozen, through walls and crystals.

Open wide roofs and breasts where it can get warm.

I'm cold... I'm cold...

I'm cold.

My sleepy metals of ashes

They seek the Fire crest,

for mountains and roads,

But tonight will be my cheeks, blood red,

and rushes, collected air to the large feet.

That there is no shadow, it 'shelter,

they can not escape.

I want to get into a chest...

where I could warm up!

A heart for me!

Hot.

What is spread upon the mountains of my chest

Let me in.

Let me...

Daughter!

But what are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

What are you, my child?

I'm scared... I'm scared, Dad '.

All we have it, but do not tell your husband.

You must be happy.

You know what they are costing the wedding?

Yes I know.

So, come on, we go, we have to take advantage.

Those valleys below if they are already 'going.

It should be 'ahead you, Dad'.

- Do not be late. - No.

Everything will be fine.

No more 'faces to love?

Never again'.

No more 'big rides?

Never again'.

Remember the day of our wedding?

I walked out of my house... with the world in his hands...

(From 'Says our novia' folk song)

# Tell our wedding: "What is the 'head'?" #

# It is called 'heads', but 'spacious fields' #

# Ouch, my spacious fields! #

# Enter the bride and the groom kisses #

# Tell our wedding: "What are the names 'hair'?" #

# They do not call 'hair', but 'raw silk' #

# Ouch, my raw silk! Ouch, my spacious fields! #

# Enter the bride and the groom kisses #

# Tell our wedding: "What it is the 'front'?" #

# It is called 'front', but 'glittering sword' #

# Ouch, my shining sword! #

# Ouch, my raw silk! Ouch, my spacious fields! #

# Enter the bride and the groom kisses #

The bride groom #...... #

# Tell our wedding: "As they are called the 'eyebrows'? #

# Do not call it 'eyebrows', but 'woven tapes' #

# Ouch, my tapes woven! Ouch, my shining sword! #

# Ouch, my raw silk! Ouch, my spacious fields! #

# Enter the bride and the groom kisses #

The bride groom #...... #

# Our bride says: "How they are called the 'eyes'?" #

# The eyes! #

# Do not call themselves 'eyes', but 'beautiful balconies' #

# Ah, my beautiful balconies! Ouch, my tapes woven! #

# Ouch, my shining sword! Ouch, my raw silk! #

# Ouch, my spacious fields! Enter the bride and the groom kisses #

The bride groom #...... #

# Tell our wedding: "What is the 'face'?" #

# The face! #

# It is called 'face', but 'pink rose' #

# Ouch, my rose the rose garden! Ouch, my plum! #

# Ah, my beautiful balconies! Ouch, my tapes woven! #

# Ouch, my shining sword! Ouch, my raw silk! #

# Ouch, my spacious fields! Enter the bride and the groom kisses #

The bride groom #...... #

The bride groom #...... #

The bride groom #...... #

And 'past, and' past. It is gone.

It is gone.

They burst his temples.

As you want.

But tonight, you can not be so '.

A bride of these mountains must be strong.

Son, now tries to be affectionate with her.

And if known grumpy,

breaches a caress that shakes a bit '.

A big hug, a bite and then a light kiss.

That will not be displeased, but he understands that you are the male,

the master... who's in charge.

Your father is not there ', so am I having to explain these things.

And I will do 'always tell me what to do.

The'm going to try.

Where 'my beautiful bride?

Beautiful wedding, but I have to leave.

- Another glass. - No, no, no, no more '.

They escaped!

Eran horse...

embraced in an instant.

Weak... delicate...

sore sleeping woman.

No.

- My daughter, no. - You ', your daughter, you'.

Plant bad mother!

But it 's my son's wife.

Who has a horse, now!

Who has a horse?

Who has a horse?

The daro 'all I have.

My eyes... and even my tongue!

Pursue!

No, no. Do not go.

And 'people who kill quickly and well.

But, it '...

Run!

And I behind.

You and you, come on!

Come out!

We go to the aid of my son.

Get out of here!

Through every way...

again, and 'now time blood!

Two lined parts...

You, in your home.

Brave and alone at home...

to grow old...

and crying.

But, with the door closed.

Shut up...

From here, I'll go 'alone.

Go away.

- I want you to return. - Shut up, I say.

With his teeth,

With the hands...

... how can you take away from my neck pure iron in this chain

and leave me in a corner, in my home land.

And if you will not kill me like a little viper,

put in my hands the bride the rifle barrel.

Ouch, that complaint...

I fire halls in the head?

That glass stick me in the language?

Shut up! We closely follow and I will have to 'take you with me.

- But will 'by force. - By force?

Who has come down the stairs first?

It was me.

Who put the horse bridles new?

Always me.

It's true.

What hands have worn spurs me?

These hands.

These hands are yours.

But, seeing you, would break the blue branches

and the murmur of your veins.

I love you...

I love you!

I love you.

Stand aside.

Get away!

And if I could kill you,

I would put you in a shroud of threads of violets.

Ouch, that complaint...

I fire halls in the head?

That glass stick me in the language?

'Cause I wanted to forget,

I raised a stone wall between your house and mine.

It's true.

Do not you remember?

And when I saw you from afar, I pulled the sand in the eyes.

But I went up to the horse, and the horse was heading at your door.

With silver pins, my blood turned black

and sleep...

I fill 'the flesh of weeds.

It 's not my fault.

The guilt and 'the earth

and this fragrance that emanates from the chest

and the braids.

What folly!

With you, I do not want to share it 'read it' dinner

but there 'minutes a day that does not want to be with you.

'Cause I drag... and I come.

And you tell me to come back...

and I follow you in the air like a blade of grass.

They can not escape.

You saw them go?

They came down the hill.

Do not you hear them?

Are you sure?

You see this arm?

Be ', not' my arm.

And 'my brother's arm... and my father...

and my entire family dead.

Go.

I'm going.

That 'I feel the teeth of all my, nailed here,

to the point, do not let me even breathe.

I left a strong man and all his family,

in the middle 'of the wedding, and with a crown on his head.

You shall be condemned and I do not want it to be.

Leave me alone.

Escape you.

There 'no one to defend you.

Birds in the morning slamming into the trees

- The night is... - dying...

on the stone edge.

We go to the dark shelter...

where it will love you forever.

- That 'I do not care of the people... - it 'poison that throws us.

And I will sleep 'at your feet...

to watch your dreams.

Naked...

looking at the fields,

as if I were a bitch...

'cause this is.

Since 'I watch you and your beauty burns me.

Where are you taking me?

Where they can not get these men around us.

Where I can watch you.

Take me from fair to fair,

pain honest woman... 'cause people to see me.

I love you to leave, to think as you think.

But I go where you go.

You too.

It 'a step.

Try.

(From 'Pequeno vals vienes' F.Garcia of Lorca)

# In Vienna there are 10 girls #

# A shoulder to sobs death #

# And a stuffed doves forest #

# There 'a fragment of tomorrow #

# In the museum frost #

# There 'a living room with a thousand windows #

# Take this waltz, take this waltz #

# Take this waltz with your mouth closed... #

# In Vienna there are four mirrors #

# Where to play your mouth and the echoes #

# There 'a' death for piano '#

# What painted in blue boys #

# There are beggars on the roofs #

# There are fresh garlands of tears #

# Take this waltz, take this waltz #

# Take this waltz that dies in my arms #

No!

# Take this waltz, take this waltz #

# Take this the 'waltz I'll always love you' #

# My soul in photographs and lilies #

# And in the dark waves of your walk #

# Take this waltz, take this waltz #

# Take this waltz that dies in my arms... ##

She is not to blame.

Me neither.

So, who and '?

Shut up...

shut up.

I'm here.

I'm here. Get revenge on me.

Look what it 'springs my neck, it will cost' less than cutting

a dahlia of your vegetable garden.

What do I care of your death.

What matters to me more ', no nothing...

Blessed be the grain,

'cause below, he has the bodies of my children.

Blessed be the rain, 'cause bathes the face of my dead.

Blessed be the wheat, 'cause below, he has the bodies of my children.

Blessed be the rain, 'cause bathes the face of my dead.

Blessed be the wheat, 'cause below, he has the bodies of my children.

- Blessed be the rain... - Abbiti mercy '!

Shut up!

I do not want tears.

'Cause... the tears are tears of the eyes and nothing else.

My will come when I will be 'alone

and they will come out from the soles of the feet.

From my roots.

He should answer me, my son.

But my son...

not 'more' than a handful of dried flowers.

Come to me.

Do not be alone.

We will have terrible days to live.

I do not want to see anyone.

The earth and me.

My crying and me.

I want to sit quiet.

I'm so 'poor...

cosi 'poor!

A woman without even a son to bring to his lips...

Let me weep with you.

You cry...

but on the door.

"And I follow you in the air like a blade of grass."

'The bride'

from 'Blood Wedding' Federico garcia Lorca

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