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JOAN BAEZ lyrics - "Gacela Of The Dark Death" (J. L. Gili, F. Garcia Lorca, S. Spender) I want to sleep the dream of the apples To withdraw from the tumult of cemeteries I want to sleep the dream of that child Who wanted to cut his heart on the high seas I don't want to hear again that the dead do not lose their blood That the putrid mouth goes on asking for water I don't want to learn of the tortures of the grass Nor of the moon with the serpent's mouth that labors before dawn I want to sleep a while A while, a minute, a century But all must know that I have not died That there is a stable of gold in my lips That I am the small friend of the west wind That I am the immense shadow of my tears Cover me at dawn with a veil Because dawn will throw fists full of ants at me And wet with hard water my shoes So that the pincers of the scorpion slide For I want to sleep the dream of the apples To learn a lament that will cleanse me of the earth For I want to live with that dark child Who wanted to cut his heart on the high seas See more JOAN BAEZ lyrics |
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