"Platero y yo "is one of the best known and most translated works of the poet and Nobel Prize for Literature Juan Ramon Jimenez The relationship of the poet with a tender little donkey, Platero, is told with sensitivity and respect in this short book, from which comes a completely different picture of the donkey, animal, has always been considered the symbol of ignorance. A book, the author explains in the prologue, where "y legria worth Gemelas son" like the ears of Platero.
"You, if you die before me, do not go, my Platero, the auctioneer on the cart, the immense lagoon, or the ravine of the mountain road, such as others poor donkeys, like horses and dogs that have not ... who loves them live quiet, Platero. I'll bury the foot of the large pine tree and leafy orchard della Pigna, so that you like. You'll be next to life happy and serene. Children play and cuciranno little girl sitting next to you on their low chairs. Know the ways I suggest that loneliness. You will hear the girls sing when washing clothes ORGANGERIE, and the sound of joy and freshness noria will be for your eternal peace. And throughout the year, finch, the siskins, the bucks will do for you, everlasting happiness in the large canopy, a tiny roof of your music between quiet sleep and the endless blue sky of eternal Moguer.
"You, if you die before me, do not go, my Platero, the auctioneer on the cart, the immense lagoon, or the ravine of the mountain road, such as others poor donkeys, like horses and dogs that have not ... who loves them live quiet, Platero. I'll bury the foot of the large pine tree and leafy orchard della Pigna, so that you like. You'll be next to life happy and serene. Children play and cuciranno little girl sitting next to you on their low chairs. Know the ways I suggest that loneliness. You will hear the girls sing when washing clothes ORGANGERIE, and the sound of joy and freshness noria will be for your eternal peace. And throughout the year, finch, the siskins, the bucks will do for you, everlasting happiness in the large canopy, a tiny roof of your music between quiet sleep and the endless blue sky of eternal Moguer. "You, if you die before me, mine will not go Platero, on the cheek of a preacher, a vast marsh, ravine or the way of the mountains, like the other poor donkeys as horses and dogs who have no choice. .. Live tranquil, Platero. I'll bury the large pine standing round the garden of the Pineapple, which you you love.'ll be the happy side of life and serene. Children will play and sew the girls in their low chairs next to you. You will know the verses that bring me loneliness. You will hear the girls sing while washing in the orange and the noise of the wheel will be joy and freshness of your eternal peace . And todo el año, los jilgueros, y los los chamarices verdones you pondrán, perennial el la Salud de la copa, a quick you techo de música entre el sueño y tranquilo infinite sky azul de Constant de Moguel. "
See more ; "Even donkeys teach" Juan Ramon Jimenez, "Platero y yo" - Chapter XI
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