...de cuando el maestro POVEDA canta a los poetas en Alcala de Henares...
...y hasta la luna abrió sus ojos para ver como él, el cantaor , el Maestro Miguel Poveda esa noche del otoño, los poemas de los poetas de Gil de Biezma, Miguel Hernández,Angel Gonzalez, Luis García Montero,Lorca...las palabras ya no eran palabras , el grito , el cante , el sentimiento en esta noche de media luna paseaban por el albero, nadie miraba a nadie , sobrecogidos , nuestros ojos cerrados por la emoción del cantaor , solo ella ,la luna desde su palco no pestañeaba , sola lloraba... Miguel, gracias....
to the moon ... and opened his eyes to see how he, the singer, Master Miguel Poveda that autumn night, the poems of the poets of Biezma Gil, Miguel Hernandez, Angel Gonzalez, Luis García Montero, Lorca .. .the words were no longer words, shouting, singing, feeling tonight crescent wandered around in the ring, no one looked at anyone, awe, our eyes closed emotion the singer, only she, the moon from its unblinking box alone cried ... Miguel, thanks ....
to the moon ... and opened his eyes to see how he, the singer, Master Miguel Poveda that autumn night, the poems of the poets of Biezma Gil, Miguel Hernandez, Angel Gonzalez, Luis García Montero, Lorca .. .the words were no longer words, shouting, singing, feeling tonight crescent wandered around in the ring, no one looked at anyone, awe, our eyes closed emotion the singer, only she, the moon from its unblinking box alone cried ... Miguel, thanks ....
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