Description: | Thanks to EdoL and LucV, whose so convincing Spanish uploads led me to try something I'd have thought absolutely impossible for me : wandering in Spanish ancien music :-)
So this is a first try a bit "au petit bonheur la chance". Temperament is meantone 1/4, so it sometimes screams a bit :-)
I guess Cabezon's caballero was in a rather dark mood when he sung this song, but I could not find the original lyrics. But there is a Garcia Lorca's poem which matches well, IMHO, with this music :
Horseman's Song
Cordoba.
Distant and alone.
A black nag, the giant moon,
and olives in my saddlebag.
Even if I know the way,
I never will reach Cordoba.
Over the plain, through the wind,
A black nag, the bloody moon.
The Reaper is watching me
From the tall towers of Cordoba.
Oh, such a long road!
Oh, my valiant nag!
Oh, the Reaper awaits me
before I ever reach Cordoba!
Cordoba.
Distant and alone.
- Translation, Charles W. Johnson |