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I wrote a contrafactum to rhythm changes today. Or I should say that one just occurred to the fingers of my right hand as I was playing, aft...

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

21. Los suspiros son aire...

Los suspiros son aire y van al aire;
las lágrimas son agua y van al mar;
dime, mujer, cuando el amor se olvida
¿sabes tú adónde va?

Here's a perfect little poem by Bécquer. My rule for this series is only to include poems I have memorized. I'm quoting here from memory so I made up my own punctuation.

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