The river Guadalquivir. Flows between oranges and olives. The two rivers of Granada. Descend from the snow to the wheat. Oh my love! Who went and never returned. The river Guadalquivir. Has beards of maroon. The two rivers of Granada. One a cry the other blood. Oh my love! Who vanished into thin air
Federico Garcia LorcaAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: spanish
- Born: June 5, 1898
- Died: August 19, 1936
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