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Canciones para teatro y cine

by Queyi

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Granada 01:35
¨Amor de mis entrañas viva muerte en vano espero tu palabra escrita y pienso con la flor que se marchita que si vivo sin mi quiero perderte¨ Federico García Lorca El tiempo de los días por venir está chupándonos la cara en aquel entonces que vendrá en aquel entonces que vendrá yo nunca te dejé sólo en Granada
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from Love's Labour's Lost, Act I, Scene 2. If she be made of white and red, Her faults will ne'er be known, For blushing cheeks by faults are bred And fears by pale white shown: Then if she fear, or be to blame, By this you shall not know, For still her cheeks possess the same Which native she doth owe. A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of white and red.
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From “Love’s Labour’s Lost,” Act V. Scene 2 When daisies pied and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, 5 Mocks married men; and thus sings he, Cuckoo! Cuckoo, cuckoo!—O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear! When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, 10 And merry larks are ploughmen’s clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, 15 Cuckoo! Cuckoo, cuckoo!—O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
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La espina 01:52
La espina Si te parece tomo todo a la ligera mira dos veces quédate con la impresión que quieras de mi. También me cuesta mi trabajo, no creas, aguda es la espina dorada en el corazón clavada. Quisiera amarte, no condenarte Quisiera cocinarte any thing you like Una sonrisa casera, yo se que te gusta Una velada de lluvia y huesos fuertes ¨Ay en el corazón tenía la espina de una pasión logré arrancármela un día, ya no siento el corazón, aguda espina dorada, quién te pudiera sentir en el corazón clavada¨ Fragmento del poema ¨Soñando caminos¨ de Antonio Machado
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Sonnet 147: My love is as a fever, longing still By William Shakespeare My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease, Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, Th’ uncertain sickly appetite to please. My reason, the physician to my love, Angry that his prescriptions are not kept, Hath left me, and I desperate now approve Desire is death, which physic did except. Past cure I am, now reason is past care, And frantic-mad with evermore unrest; My thoughts and my discourse as madmen’s are, At random from the truth vainly expressed: For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.

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released August 15, 2013

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