" EL ABUELO " by RobyHermida
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Description
El abuelo un día cuando era muy joven,
allá en su Galicia
miró el horizonte
y pensó que otras sendas tal vez existían
y al viento del norte que era un viejo amigo,
le hablo de su prisa
le mostró sus manos,
que mansas y fuertes estaban vacías
y el viento le dijo:
Construye tu vida detrás de los mares,
allende Galicia.
Y el abuelo un día
en un viejo barco se marchó de España
el abuelo un día como tantos otros,
con tanta esperanza
la imagen querida de su vieja aldea
y de sus montañas
se llevó grabada muy dentro del alma,
cuando el viejo barco se alejo de España.
Y el abuelo un día
subió la carreta de subir la vida,
empuñó el arado,
abono la tierra y el tiempo corría
y lucho sereno por plantar
el árbol que tanto quería
el abuelo un día lloró bajo el árbol,
que al fin florecía
lloró de alegría cuando vio sus manos,
que un poco mas viejas,
no estaban vacías.
Y el abuelo entonces cuando yo era un niño,
me hablaba de España
del viento del norte,
de su vieja aldea y de sus montañas
le gustaba tanto recordar
las cosas que llevo grabadas
muy dentro del alma
que a veces callado,
sin decir palabra, me hablaba de España.
Y el abuelo un día,
cuando era muy viejo, allende Galicia
me tomó la mano,
y yo me di cuenta que ya se moría
entonces me dijo:
con muy pocas fuerzas y con menos prisa
prométeme hijo que a la vieja aldea
irás algún día,
que al viento del norte,
dirás que su amigo,
a una nueva tierra le entregó la vida...
y el abuelo un día se quedó dormido
sin volver a España
el abuelo un día,
como tantos otros con tanta esperanza
y al tiempo al abuelo lo vi en las aldeas,
lo vi en las montañas
en cada mañana y en cada leyenda
y en todas las sendas que anduve en España.
Alberto Cortez
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ROBY

Comments (96)
The grandfather one day when it was very young, there in their Galicia he looked at the horizon and he thought that other paths perhaps existed and to the wind of the north that was an old friend, I speak to him of their hurry it showed him their hands, that meek and strong they were empty and the wind told him: It builds your life behind the seas, beyond Galicia. And the grandfather one day in an old ship he left of Spain the grandfather one day like so many other, with so much hope the image loved of their old village and of their mountains it was taken recorded very inside the soul, when the old ship you takes away from Spain. And the grandfather one day it went up the cart of going up the life, it seized the plow, I pay the earth and the time ran and I fight watchman to plant the tree that point wanted the grandfather one day he cried under the tree, that finally it flourished he cried of happiness when he saw their hands, that a little but old, they were not empty. And the grandfather then when I was a boy, he spoke to me of Spain of the wind of the north, of their old village and of their mountains he liked so much to remember the things that I take recorded very inside the soul that sometimes quiet, without saying word, he spoke to me of Spain. And the grandfather one day, when it was very old, beyond Galicia he took my hand, and I realized that he already died then he told me: with very few forces and with less hurry promise me son that to the old village you will go some day, that to the wind of the north, you will say that their friend, to a new earth he gave him the life... and the grandfather one day was sleeping without returning to Spain the grandfather one day, as so many others with so much hope and at the time to the grandfather saw it in the villages, I saw it in the mountains in every morning and in each legend and in all the paths that I walked in Spain. Alberto Cortez ROBY
very artistic
Excellent character shot - great lighting - thanks for the translation - says it all - well done
WOW! I'm impressed... 5!
Preciosas palabras de Alberto Córtez y fantástica imagen. Me he quedado verdaderamente impresionada y conmovida. Excelente Roby!
The light is beautiful...great story, Roby!
Way to go Roby one of your very best!
A wondeful capture Roby and the poem is so beautiful.
¡El Roby este es simplemente una maravillosa foto, su historia que va con esta foto es magnífico mi amigo
Excellent capture and a great image !!
This is a wonderful shot. The rich, warm sun on the door, the gentleman in the shade on the step, the seemingly candidness of the shot is great!
I feel it in a story. Very excellent capture!!
Marvelous photo! Love the play of light on the door and the old man is so happy there. beautiful!
Muy buena foto!!! :D
very fine image
The evening shadows are falling upon the old gentleman. Many pass him by with a negligent glance. Yet he holds great stories and wisdom for us all. Beautiful work Roby!
Excellent capture and atmosphere, Roby!!!
Una captura maravillosa del anciano Roby, el poema es tal hermoso uno que queda la imagen como un guante. Concuerdo con Danny cuando él dice que es uno de su mejor. Veo al anciano que sienta allí, pensando en su patria lejos a través del mar. El trabajo magnífico mi amigo. ¡Bravo! !!!!
The colors really enhance this portrait of a man. I would try darkening the top left a little as I find it a bit distracting.
This is fantastic work Roby, Full of character!
I love the poem. The picture is one of the finest documentary photos I've seen in ages. This photo tells a wonderful story, friend.
Oh, this is wonderful, you caught this man so well and the poetry is perfect!!
Great story and photo.
Espectacular y muy emotiva fotografia Roby, de lo mejor de tu arte.
fantastic work
Wonderful capture and story....excellent excellent....love, Carol
Wow Roby this is awesome fantastic capture hugs lou x
Superb!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Let it all out. I hope all is okay. 5+.
So much emotion and expression! Wonderful post and story, Roby!