Tag: Flamenco

Although it is night…

Lovely poem of San Juan de la Cruz, set to music by Enrique Morente https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MSSG8h5j5g   Translation: Song of the Soul that /delights in knowing God through Faith How well I know the spring, that flows and runs Although it is in the night   That eternal spring is hidden How well I know where…

Khaqani on Love

Khaqani Translation: The bird that sings the song of pain is love The courier who knows the tongue of the Unseen is love The existence that calls you to nonexistence is love And that which redeems you from you is love   Original: مرغی که نوای درد راند عشق است پيکی که زبان غيب داند…

The hardest thing in the world…

ahh, who hasn’t felt like this… Translation: The hardest thing in the world is studied and learned well I tried to study your love Because I couldn’t understand it, I suffer and cry like a child   Before the image of Christ I saw her crying one day Striking her chest because she was repenting…

Andalusian Love Songs: Shushtari and Camaron (part 2)

Translation: You who took my heart from me, your love stole my senses You hid me from myself, and in myself, I don’t appear I’m hidden form my sight, as if I were invisible So I went out to look for me, maybe I’ll find myself… Love of the beautiful, o brother, is my art…

Andalusian Love songs: Shushtari and Camaron

The poems of the Andalusian Sufi, Abu’l-Hasan Shushtari (d. 1269) parallel and perhaps indirectly influenced some of my favorite Flamenco lyrics.  Compare this pair of songs:   Your love for me is not a fantasy However much they forbid that I love you, like a jib to the water I will resist. Only your tender love…

Deep Songs from Spain

A collection of some lovely Flamenco lyrics The sighs that come from me and those that come from you, if they meet on their way what things they will say! Original: Suspiros que de mí salgan y otros que de ti saldrán, si en el camino se encuentran ¡qué de cosas se dirán! If blood…

Camaron, Me, and ‘Attar

El Padre Santo de Roma   Translation: Lailolailolailo, Leilo … Holy Father in Rome, I have to ask if the sins that I have if the sins I have, if the sins I have, can they be forgiven? I’m like a sad bird that goes from branch to branch, singing its suffering, singing its suffering,…

Tangos of the Willows

Yo pienso como el cipres     Translation: I will be like the willow, I will be like the willow, though I last one hundred years, I will be like the willow, that sways in the air, but remains firm, but remains firm. I think like the cypress, I think like the cypress, the truest…

I am wind, you are fire

Rumi       Translation: I saw myself as a thorn, so I went towards a rose I saw myself as vinegar, so I mixed myself in sugar I was a bowl full of poison, so I went to the cure I was a cup of dregs, so I dived into the water of life…