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"galopar" poems

4 poems containing "galopar"
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GalopeLas tierras, las tierras, las tierras de España, / las grandes, las solas, desiertas llanuras. / Galopa, caballo cuatralbo,
Rafael Alberti19
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Adán y eva i-Estábamos en el paraíso. En el paraíso no ocurre nunca nada. No nos conocíamos. Eva, levántate. / -Tengo amor, sueño, hambre. ¿Amaneció?. / -Es de día, pero aún hay estrellas. El sol viene de lejos hacia nosotros y empiezan a galopar los árboles. Escucha.
Jaime Sabines5
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Al maestro "azorín" por su libro castillaLa venta de Cidones está en la carretera / que va de Soria a Burgos. Leonarda, la ventera, / que llaman la Ruipérez, es una viejecita
Antonio Machado22
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