7 de mayo de 2014

Aromas de Sevilla - Cantores de Híspalis








                                            Al alba de la mañana

                                            campanea la Giralda
                                            y el giraldillo despierta
                                            oliendo a olivo y a palmas.
                                           
                                            La pasión, la devoción
                                            de primavera;
                                            huele a azahar y a chicotá
                                            campanillera.
                                            Huele a Sevilla:
                                            cruz de guía,
                                            cofradía,
                                            penitente,
                                            buena gente,
                                            nazareno,
                                            caramelo,
                                            costalero,…
                                            y Sevilla.
                                            Suena una saeta
                                            -mantilla
                                            y peineta-,
                                            rosa y jazmín
                                            ¡y a Semana Santa al pie
                                            del Guadalquivir!

                                            En esta ciudad 
                                            nazarena,
                                            vestida de Inmaculada
                                            y de Esperanza morena,
                                            huele a igualá,
                                            a levantá,...
                                            huele a martillo.
                                            Huele a clavel,
                                            a Gran Poder,
                                            a Baratillo.
                                            Huele a Sevilla.
                                            Capataces,
                                            antifaces,... 
                                            huele a cera.
                                            A madera,
                                            a Azucena,
                                            a Macarena,
                                            a Altozano…
                                            Y Sevilla.
                                            Aquí huele a saeta,
                                            a mantilla
                                            y a peineta,
                                            Rosa y jazmín,..
                                            ¡y Semana Santa al pie
                                            del Guadalquivir!

                                            Sevilla es la parihuela
                                            de un bello paso de palio
                                            que cruza, en trabajadera,
                                            las calles, plazas y barrios.
                                            Huele a costal,
                                            a catedral,...
                                            huele a Calvario.
                                            A cielo azul,
                                            a Santa Cruz
                                            y a campanario.
                                            Huele a Sevilla.
                                            Seguidilla,
                                            canastilla,
                                            alegría,
                                            contraguía,…
                                            Y Sevilla.
                                            Huele a saeta,
                                            mantilla
                                            y peineta.
                                            Rosa y jazmín,...
                                            ¡y a Semana Santa al pie
                                            del Guadalquivir!

                                            El giraldillo es la gracia
                                            de nuestra fe mariana
                                            y es ese gran campanero
                                            con veinticinco campanas.
                                            Huele a oración
                                            de Redención
                                            y a flor de incienso.
                                            Huele a ruán
                                            y a Madrugá,...
                                            huele a  Silencio.
                                            Huele a Sevilla.
                                            Aguadores,    
                                            escultores,
                                            pertigueros,
                                            pregonero,
                                            Simpecao,
                                            los armaos,
                                            banda y marcha,…
                                            Y Sevilla.
                                            ¡Y a Semana Santa al pie
                                            del Guadalquivir!

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