Farewell by Federico García Lorca

Farewell

Federico García Lorca

translated by Jenny Minniti-Shippey

If I die,
Leave the balcony open.

The boy is eating oranges.
(From my balcony I hear him.)

The reaper scythes the wheat.
(From my balcony I feel it.)

If I die,
Leave the balcony open!

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