Romance De La Pena Negra

The roosters' beaks
Digging for the dawn
When through the dark mountain
Descends Soledad Montoya
Yellow copper, her flesh
Smells like horse and shadow
Her breasts, smoked anvils
Moan round songs

Soledad, who are you asking for
Alone and at this hour?

Whoever I ask for
Tell me, why do you care?
I come to look for what I seek
My joy and my being

Soledad of my sorrows
Horse that runs wild
Finally finds the sea
And the waves swallow it

Don't remind me of the sea
For the black sorrow, it sprouts
In the olive groves
Under the rustling of the leaves

Soledad, what sorrow you have!
Such a pitiful sorrow!
You cry lemon juice
Sour with waiting and mouth

Such a great sorrow! I run
My house like a madwoman
My two braids on the floor
From the kitchen to the bedroom
Such sorrow! I'm turning
Into jet, bed, and clothes
Oh, my linen shirts!
Oh, my poppy thighs!

Soledad: wash your body
With lark water
And leave your heart
In peace, Soledad Montoya

Below, the river sings:
Ruffle of sky and leaves
With pumpkin flowers
The new light is crowned
Oh sorrow of the gypsies!
Clean sorrow and always alone
Oh sorrow of hidden course
And remote dawn!