Casida of the Dark Doves
by Federico Garcia Lorca

In the branches of the laurel
I saw two dark doves.
One was the sun,
the other the moon.
"Little neighbors," I said to them,
"where is my grave?"
"In my tail," said the sun.
"In my throat," said the moon.
And I who was out walking
with the earth at my waist
saw two eagles of snow
and a naked girl.
One was the other
and the girl was neither.
"Little eagles," I said to them,
"where is my grave?"
"In my tail," said the sun.
"In my throat," said the moon.
In the branches of the laurel
I saw two naked doves.
The one was the other
and both were neither.