Antonio Machado

(26 July 1875 – 22 February 1939 / Seville)

Antonio Machado Poems

1. I Did Not Dream... 1/13/2016
2. Inventario Galante 3/30/2010
3. La Saeta 3/30/2010
4. El Crimen Fue En Granada 3/30/2010
5. Yo Voy Soñando Caminos 3/30/2010
6. El Viajero 3/30/2010
7. Cantares 3/30/2010
8. Anoche Cuando Dormía 3/30/2010
9. He Andado Muchos Caminos 3/30/2010
10. To JośE MarίA Palacio 1/21/2003
11. Guadarrama 1/1/2004
12. Passageways 1/21/2003
13. Songs Of The High Country 1/21/2003
14. Has My Heart Gone To Sleep? 1/1/2004
15. Fields Of Soria 1/21/2003
16. The Wind, One Brilliant Day 1/1/2004
17. Last Night As I Was Sleeping 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Antonio Machado

Last Night As I Was Sleeping

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that a spring was breaking
out in my heart.
I said: Along which secret aqueduct,
Oh water, are you coming to me,
water of a new life
that I have never drunk?

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures.

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that a fiery sun was giving
light inside my heart.
It was fiery because I ...

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Passageways

Who set, between those rocks like cinder,
to show the honey of dream,
that golden broom,
those blue rosemaries?
Who painted the purple mountains
and the saffron, sunset sky?
The hermitage, the beehives,
the cleft of the river
the endless rolling water deep in rocks,

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