Comte Arnau
08-01-2011, 07:54 PM
Great poems of Castilian literature in cinema and music.
Lope de Vega (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lope_de_Vega)
Esto es amor. Quien lo probó, lo sabe.
This is love. Whoever has tasted, knows it.
(Subtitles in English and Portuguese)
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Miguel Hernández (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miguel Hernández)
Oxen never prospered on the barren plains of Spain.
Who said they would throw a yoke round the neck of this race?
Who has ever yoked or hobbled a hurricane,
or who has held lightning prisoner in a cage?
Asturians of bravery, Basques of reinforced stone,
Valencians of joy and Castilians of soul,
worked like the earth and with the grace of wings;
Andalusians of lightning born amongst guitars
and forged on the torrential anvils of tears;
Extremadurans of rye, Galicians of rain and calm,
Catalans of firmness, Aragonese of age-old caste,
Murcians of dynamite planted like fruit trees,
Leonese, Navarrans, masters of hunger, sweat and the axe,
kings of the mines, lords of labour,
men who, amongst the roots, like valiant roots yourselves,
go from life to death, go from nothing to nothing:
there are people who, like weeds, want to put a yoke on you,
a yoke which you must leave broken across their backs.
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José de Espronceda (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jos%C3%A9_de_Espronceda)
Canción del Pirata (Song of the Pirate)
Que es mi barco mi tesoro My only treasure, my ship
Que es mi dios la libertad My only god, Liberty
Mi ley la fuerza y el viento My law, the might and the wind
Mi única patria, la mar My only country, the Sea
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Saint Teresa of Avila (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teresa_of_%C3%81vila)
Mystic poem, performed by the great voice of the Italian singer Mina.
Nada te turbe, nada te espante May nothing disturb you, may nothing scare you
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Lope de Vega (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lope_de_Vega)
Esto es amor. Quien lo probó, lo sabe.
This is love. Whoever has tasted, knows it.
(Subtitles in English and Portuguese)
ohk-Cew4jNM
Miguel Hernández (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miguel Hernández)
Oxen never prospered on the barren plains of Spain.
Who said they would throw a yoke round the neck of this race?
Who has ever yoked or hobbled a hurricane,
or who has held lightning prisoner in a cage?
Asturians of bravery, Basques of reinforced stone,
Valencians of joy and Castilians of soul,
worked like the earth and with the grace of wings;
Andalusians of lightning born amongst guitars
and forged on the torrential anvils of tears;
Extremadurans of rye, Galicians of rain and calm,
Catalans of firmness, Aragonese of age-old caste,
Murcians of dynamite planted like fruit trees,
Leonese, Navarrans, masters of hunger, sweat and the axe,
kings of the mines, lords of labour,
men who, amongst the roots, like valiant roots yourselves,
go from life to death, go from nothing to nothing:
there are people who, like weeds, want to put a yoke on you,
a yoke which you must leave broken across their backs.
S_eCxn-MQBY
José de Espronceda (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jos%C3%A9_de_Espronceda)
Canción del Pirata (Song of the Pirate)
Que es mi barco mi tesoro My only treasure, my ship
Que es mi dios la libertad My only god, Liberty
Mi ley la fuerza y el viento My law, the might and the wind
Mi única patria, la mar My only country, the Sea
9q23J9u6yJE
Saint Teresa of Avila (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teresa_of_%C3%81vila)
Mystic poem, performed by the great voice of the Italian singer Mina.
Nada te turbe, nada te espante May nothing disturb you, may nothing scare you
djwIe4u4npk