Federico García Lorca: “Song of the Barren Orange Tree”

Song of the Barren Orange Tree

Woodcutter.
Cut away my shadow.
Free me from the torment
of seeing myself fruitless.

Why was I born among mirrors?
The day spins around me
and the night copies me
in its stars.

I want to live without seeing myself.
I want to dream
the ants and thistles
are my birds and leaves.

Woodcutter.
Cut away my shadow.
Free me from the torment
of seeing myself fruitless.

Federico García Lorca

Translated from Spanish by Paul Weinfield, © 2013
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