Entre ese gallo de Vinagre y Rosas; gallo de Úbeda, no de Morón, y éste de Salamanca, hay sólo una fina sombra de espejos que los divide; la sombra divisoria de Joaquín Sabina. Ambos presumen, farolean, se vanaglorian, se pavonean, se jactan, se gallardean y…
le costalean, al gallo asturcón, Mister Gonsales, extranjero con espolones. Homenaje a la sombra del amigo, ya sin cuerpo físico que la sustente, pero con dos alas de volar alto y éxito de todos los fracasos. Va por él.
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Y qué gran gallo es Sabina.
Pedro: Tanto como el amigo poeta, "Ángel menos dos alas" al que le dedica la canción. Buenos gallos ha dado Úbeda.
I have no idea what this post is about (not being able to read Spanish) but I love the images!
The first and the third pictures are scanned from the new CD - book “Vinegar and Roses” by the Spanish singer Joaquin Sabina.
The song whose lyrics you can see in the last picture is dedicated to the Spanish Poet Angel Gonzalez, who taught Spanish Literature somewhere in the USA. When he came on holiday to Spain he used to visit Sabina`s house a lot. They were close friends and burnt Madrid nights of poetry together. Ángel died a couple of years ago, it was a great lost for him ‘cause they used to share their good feeling to compose and play.
The second picture is from Salamanca, my hometown. The romanic doom is called the Tower of the Rooster ‘cause of the weather cock on top. I intended to make a sort of comparison between the two roosters. Both of them boasting and showing off.
Thanks for your visit and comment, even though you can`t understand Spanish, something you should try to change.
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