The Little Mute Boy

The litle boy was looking for his voice.

(The King of the crickets had it.)

In a drop of water

the little boy was looking for his voice.

I do not want it for speaking with;

I will make a ring of it

so that he may wear my silence

on his little finger.

In a drop of water

the little boy was looking for his voice.

(The captive voice, far away.

Put on a cricket clothes.)

Federico García Lorca

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