.Words by Frederico Garcia Lorca
On the darkened stage
Parralla maintains
A conversation with death
And the people are
Inhaling her sobs
And in the green mirror>
Her long silk train
Sways back and forth
Lamps of crystal and green mirrors
She calls death but.
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