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Folk Songs 3 (MCC) - Canciones populares

Folk Songs 3 (MCC) The Little Canteen Girl Since I was little, a canteen maid, through all of Spain my rounds I made. Always selling that fiery wine, who will come buy this drink of mine? And so I live, through grief and pain, selling the drink again, again. Selling aguardiente sweet, the burning liquor none can beat. I walk the street, hear soldiers’ feet, the ringing step, the drum’s quick beat. And then a voice comes clear to say: “Canteen girl, please wait, I pray.” I wait, and soon he speaks once more: “Pour me a glass, I do implore. Of that strong spirit, quick, be kind, for I would take my breakfast wine.” I pour it out, he drinks it fast, and in that moment ties are cast. Then hear him say, as off he goes: “Canteen girl, canteen girl  farewell.” Canciones populares 3 (MCC) La cantinerita Desde muy niña fui cantinera, todos los puntos de España corrí. Siempre vendiendo el rico aguardiente, ¿quién me lo comprará a mi? De modo, que me mantengo...

Folk Songs 2 (MCC) - Canciones populares 2 (MCC)

Folk Songs 2 (MCC) **“Good evening, Uncle Perloches,” said he, “Why, hello Carlos, sit by me.” “I come uneasy, yet I’ll stay, Now tell me, Carlos, what you say.” “Uncle, I’ll speak and not delay: I’ve come to ask for Ramona today.” Then Perloches grasped the broom with might, And Aunt María the shovel tight, While the foolish bride-to-be Laughed and laughed in endless glee.”** Canciones populares 2 (MCC) Buenas noches tio Perloches. Hola Carlos, siéntate. Vengo de muy poco asiento, pero en fin, me sentaré Dime Carlos a lo que vienes. Tieo Perloches le diré: a pedirle relaciones de la Ramona de usted. El tío Perloches cogió la escoba y la tía María el badil, y la tonta de la novia hartándose de reír.

Folk Songs 1 (MCC) - Canciones populares 1 (MCC)

 Folk Songs 1 (MCC) Go on, go, don’t leave, slip into a hole, And if your mother asks, we’ll say you’re an owl. Canciones populares 1 (MCC) Anda vete, no te vayas, métete en un agujero, y si tu madre pregunta, diremos que eres mochuelo.

Folk songs (MCC) Canciones populares (MCC)

Folk songs (MCC) Go your way, go; I do not call you near. Where you spent the winter, spend the summer there. Canciones polulares (MCC) Anda vete, anda vete, yo no te llamo. Donde has pasado el invierno, pasa el verano.

Awakening - Despertar - Ξύπνημα

Awakening As every night, we went to bed early, and, as always, we held hands until we woke up. That day, at dawn, I felt a strange coldness between my fingers. I tried to pull away from whatever I was holding, and then I realized I was caressing the skeleton of her hand. Depertar Como cada noche, nos fuimos a dormir temprano, y como siempre nos cogimos de la mano hasta que nos despertábamos. Aquel día, cuando despuntaba el alba, sentí la extraña sensación de algo frío entre mis dedos. Traté de desprenderme de aquello que sujetaba mi mano, y entonces me di cuenta de que estaba acariciando el esqueleto de su mano. Ξύπνημα Όπως κάθε βράδυ, πήγαμε νωρίς για ύπνο και, όπως πάντα, κρατιόμασταν από το χέρι μέχρι να ξυπνήσουμε. Εκείνη την ημέρα, στο ξημέρωμα, ένιωσα μια παράξενη ψυχρότητα ανάμεσα στα δάχτυλά μου. Προσπάθησα να απομακρύνω το χέρι μου από ό,τι κρατούσα και τότε συνειδητοποίησα ότι χάιδευα το σκελετό του χεριού της.

Loneliness - Soledad

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Loneliness Someone introduced him to a moment that was alone, and without thinking, he invited it to live with him for all eternity. Soledad Alguien le presento a un instante que estaba solo y sin pensarlo le invitó a vivir con él durante toda la eternidad

The Lord's Prayer - Padre nuestro

The Lord's Prayer When he set foot on Mars for the first time, he had the strange feeling of having lived that experience before. He asked the mentor attached to his brain, and it revealed the truth. In reality, he had died several years earlier when he first set foot on Mars. Padre nuestro Cuando pisó Marte por primera vez, tuvo la extraña sensación de haber vivido esa experiencia. le preguntó al mentor acoplado a su cerebro y este le descubrió la verdad.En realidad había muerto varios años antes al pisar Marte pro primera vez.

Augusto and the Dinosaur - Augusto y el dinosaurio

  Augusto and the Dinosaur And one day Augusto Monterroso received a visit from the dinosaur to remind him that it was still there.   https://ciudadseva.com/texto/el-dinosaurio/ Augusto y el dinosaurio Y Augusto Monterroso recibió un día la visita del dinosaurio para recordarle que aún seguía allí. https://ciudadseva.com/texto/el-dinosaurio/

The Door - La puerta

  The Door I watch from above as they wheel the coffin that holds my corpse into the crematorium. Then twenty tongues of flame begin to caress it. My cells scream, begging for it all to stop. They don't know what is about to happen to them. Temperatures climb above a thousand degrees in a matter of seconds. I see my loved ones outside — some crying, others whispering, and one of them with a vacant look, trying to guess where I am. Then something surprising happens. From each of my cells another identical cell detaches, but gradually it turns transparent until it disappears from mortal sight — yet I can see they remain alive. They approach me and take their places until they form my new body. A body light, free of all burden. When everything is over, someone places the ashes in an urn and hands it to my relatives. Wails and emptiness. A door appears, and in the distance a bright light is visible. I don't know what to do. I feel myself drawn toward it, and at the same time fa...

Wavicles 2 - Ondículas 2

  Wavicles 2 What if Bohr’s atomic model were thought of in terms of frequency levels rather than energy levels? Could this new approach explain the photoelectric effect just as clearly? What would happen to the explanation of blackbody radiation, from which Planck deduced his famous constant? Would Planck’s constant still be fundamental, but now reinterpreted as a resonance parameter instead of a quantum of energy? And what about the quanta themselves? If the quanta were to disappear, would this model bring closer together the currently irreconcilable positions of relativity and quantum mechanics—perhaps to be renamed frequency mechanics? Is it possible to frame things this way? What do you think? I would love to read your comments at: 👉 https://minutorelatos.blogspot.com/     Ondículas 2 ¿Qué pasaría si el modelo atómico de Bohr se pensara en términos de un modelo de niveles de frecuencias en lugar de estar formado por niveles de energía? ¿Podría ex...

Wavicles 1 - Ondículas 1

Wavicles 1 Ernst thought it was a matter of perspective. The problem that arises when we rely on our first impressions for our deductions is that it prevents us from discovering what lies beyond them. A clear example of this is the question: is the Earth flat or round? Well, it depends. The deduction at first sight is that it is flat. And indeed, it is flat for an ordinary observer living anywhere on the planet. But when that same observer becomes an astronaut and travels far from Earth, their perspective changes. The same thing happens with the concepts of wave and particle. Do waves and particles exist? Well, it depends. Someone observes a phenomenon and gives it a name: wave or particle, because its manifestation resembles something we already experience in nature. For thought, a fork is a fork and a spoon is a spoon, so if a fork transforms into a spoon depending on the experiment, it feels contrary to the way we think.   Ondículas 1 Ernst pensaba que era una cuestión...

From Gaza to Ukraine - De Gaza a Ucrania

From Gaza to Ukraine She had been born in the Gaza Strip, although part of her father’s family had emigrated to Ukraine when she was just a baby. All that time, she had dreamed of traveling to the country where her father was and embracing him so tightly that the hug would last for a whole year. At last, the long-awaited day arrived. She ran down the steps of the plane, eager to reunite with her father. But what she actually found was devastation. Moments before landing, a bombing had taken the lives of thirty people — her father among them. In the face of such pain, fear took refuge in the girl’s heart, and she suddenly felt fragile and alone. That fear began to grow and grow, until it became so immense it filled all the space around her, turning everything it touched into silence, drowning out the deafening roar of the weapons. And the silence spread everywhere. Pain gave way to calm, and everything seemed to belong to another world.   De Gaza a Ucrania Había nacido en ...