Lament for Federico García Lorca

In the hour before dawn
They put you on their stage
In the hour before dawn
Near the Fountain of Tears
In the hour before dawn
Beside a lame schoolteacher
Dióscoro Galindo González
In the hour before dawn
And two matadors
In the hour before dawn
At your last corrida
In the hour before dawn
Because you wore a bow tie
In the hour before dawn
Because you were queer
In the hour before dawn
Because your poems were louder
Than the click of rifles
In the hour before dawn
Ah Federico