"Where there are no books, it's cold. This is for homes, cities, countries. A cold cataclysm, a desert with amnesia, "María Elena Walsh
Memories
's songs María Elena Walsh , who has just died in Buenos Aires on 11 January, have not rocked my childhood as they did with my daughter. My first contact with his work occurred in the first year of high school. Our English teacher, Maria Hortensia Lacau we became known for his poems and those children of Otoño imperdonable and we spoke of the invitation which made him Juan Ramón Jiménez to go find the United States, where the English poet lived in exile after the victory of Franco in Spain. In those early '60s, we listened to the radio, but it was mainly between Valle y ravines, the records she had recorded in Paris with Leda Valladares . Their duet called elsewhere Leda y Maria . A little later, and always on the radio, I listened to his comments on the show still relevant La gallina verde.
It was not until a few years later, around 16-17 years that I listened to my first one of his songs for children, Osias el osito . It was a delight for me, although I had passed some years of age to listen to such songs, the age when one does also not be taken for a child.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NAaT_A83wHQ&feature=fvst
Memories
's songs María Elena Walsh , who has just died in Buenos Aires on 11 January, have not rocked my childhood as they did with my daughter. My first contact with his work occurred in the first year of high school. Our English teacher, Maria Hortensia Lacau we became known for his poems and those children of Otoño imperdonable and we spoke of the invitation which made him Juan Ramón Jiménez to go find the United States, where the English poet lived in exile after the victory of Franco in Spain. In those early '60s, we listened to the radio, but it was mainly between Valle y ravines, the records she had recorded in Paris with Leda Valladares . Their duet called elsewhere Leda y Maria . A little later, and always on the radio, I listened to his comments on the show still relevant La gallina verde. It was not until a few years later, around 16-17 years that I listened to my first one of his songs for children, Osias el osito . It was a delight for me, although I had passed some years of age to listen to such songs, the age when one does also not be taken for a child.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NAaT_A83wHQ&feature=fvst
songs accompanied by María Elena Walsh now my life, first of all those she wrote for children, and then towards the end of the 60s those were mature audiences. I was fortunate enough to attend his recital in 1968 at the Regina Theatre. An indelible memory. A tunic and trousers of the color of steel, blond bangs, the singer managed to marvel Manuelita her one-woman show. Among the songs Serenata para la tierra de uno (Serenade for his land to itself) that took perhaps its value during the dictatorship of the 70s. "Por than me duele si me quedo, pero si me voy me Muero " (" It hurts me but if I stay I die if I go ).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJRVLpsF9ic
But also Vals del diccionario, a tribute to dictionary, the very melancholy Las estatuas complained that the statues of themselves in the rain without being able to imagine the city of Buenos Aires without these puppets still.
version of Mercedes Sosa
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Q6vrrM5dnU&feature=related
version of Mercedes Sosa
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Q6vrrM5dnU&feature=related
And one of the most beautiful songs you have written about loneliness, Barco quieto .
version Teresa Parodi
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lzr5pDZdQ3o&feature=related
version Teresa Parodi
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lzr5pDZdQ3o&feature=related
Much later, her songs and books, Tutu Maramba , El reino del revés (The Kingdom of the back), loco Zoo (Zoo crazy), and Dailan Kifki Cuentopos of Gulubú had missed a place in the universe of my daughter.
Alain Chédeville
Bio
María Elena Walsh was born on 1 February 1930 in a large house in Ramos Mejía, a suburb Buenos Aires. As she told herself, she grew up in a garden full of roses and lemon trees where she read fantastic stories. His parents, Irish railway employee, who loved playing the piano and a girl from Andalusia. She studied at the Ecole Nationale des Beaux-Arts and published his first book of poems, imperdonable Otoño (Autumn unforgivable) in 1947.
A year later she moved to the United States, invited by the English poet Juan Ramón Jiménez who lived at the University of Maryland.
Back in 1951 she published her second book, Baladas con ángel (Walks with an angel) and a year later, María Elena decided to leave France. She found it with the great folklorist Leda Valladares and they formed the duo Leda y Maria who at the time was a great success in 'Lock at The fountain
four seasons and even Crazy Horse!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DRnlWHzzHfk
Alain Chédeville
Bio
María Elena Walsh was born on 1 February 1930 in a large house in Ramos Mejía, a suburb Buenos Aires. As she told herself, she grew up in a garden full of roses and lemon trees where she read fantastic stories. His parents, Irish railway employee, who loved playing the piano and a girl from Andalusia. She studied at the Ecole Nationale des Beaux-Arts and published his first book of poems, imperdonable Otoño (Autumn unforgivable) in 1947. A year later she moved to the United States, invited by the English poet Juan Ramón Jiménez who lived at the University of Maryland.
Back in 1951 she published her second book, Baladas con ángel (Walks with an angel) and a year later, María Elena decided to leave France. She found it with the great folklorist Leda Valladares and they formed the duo Leda y Maria who at the time was a great success in 'Lock at The fountain
four seasons and even Crazy Horse! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DRnlWHzzHfk
In 1960, back in Argentina since some time, María Elena Walsh published his first book for children, Tutu Maramba.
That same day, two plays for children, there Doña Disparate Bambuco and Canciones para mirar (songs to watch).
And his songs recorded and sung marveled generations of Argentine children. A fantasy world but still very close to the imagination of children. A cub, Osias, who claims buy a blue sky in a bazaar, Manuelita , the turtle will slowly get to Paris a facelift, The kingdom upside ...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-92hEMxRRbY&feature=related
That same day, two plays for children, there Doña Disparate Bambuco and Canciones para mirar (songs to watch).
And his songs recorded and sung marveled generations of Argentine children. A fantasy world but still very close to the imagination of children. A cub, Osias, who claims buy a blue sky in a bazaar, Manuelita , the turtle will slowly get to Paris a facelift, The kingdom upside ...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-92hEMxRRbY&feature=related
A sometimes crazy world that Lewis Carroll, but like Alice in Wonderland, well within the reach of children.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_wr75l3MxRU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_wr75l3MxRU
María Elena Walsh leaves us the memory of one side of a woman who does not mince words and the other a work of plural a poetry of light.
Two texts (Translation Alain Chédeville)
So
When I did not love you yet oh-
truth of love, who would have thought-
Thirst was not true for me
From preference.
I do not remember the time of waiting
With this fog in my memory:
¿How was the world
When I did not love you yet? Total
beauty invented by love so pure
Now what
Its Christmas, as I feel.
And I know that the sweetness was not true,
Who did not see the day when
I did not love yet.
The death penalty
I was stoned as adultery. My husband, who had mistresses at home and outside home, threw the first stone, authorized by the doctors of the law and before my children.
It threw me to the lions because I professed a different religion from that state.
I was condemned to the stake, guilty of having sex with the devil incarnate in my poor dog and wearing a black mole on the back, demonic stigma.
I was quartered for rebellion against colonial rule.
I was sentenced to hang because I began to lead a rebellion of the serfs hungry: My Lord was the arm of Justice.
I was burned alive because I supported the heretical theories through a Catholic-Protestant agreement.
I was sent to the guillotine because my revolutionary comrades considérèrent absurd that I propose to include the Rights of Women in Human Rights.
I was shot in the middle of the Pampas because of a disagreement unit. (1)
shot I was pregnant with my lover, priest, because of disharmony Federal. (1)
I am committed suicide because I wrote a poem bourgeois and decadent.
I was sent to the electric chair at the age of twenty years, without giving me time to repent or to become a good man, as is said of embryions in the womb.
I was dragged to the gas chamber because I belonged to a people different from that of the executioners.
I was condemned without further because I printed libels subversive, throwing myself almost living in a common grave.
Throughout history, men or grown brutal certainly knew what crime deserves the death penalty. They always knew me, and not another, I was the culprit. They never doubted that the punishment was exemplary. Chaque fois que l'on Nomme châtiment ce l'Humanité à quatre pattes recoil.
(1) unitaire et fédéraux, deux partis politiques du XIXe siècle Argentine get. Publié dans
Clarín, 12 septembre 1991 him.
" Where there are no books, it's cold. And that goes for houses, cities, countries. A cold cataclysm, a wasteland of amnesia, "Maria Elena Walsh
Memories
's songs María Elena Walsh, who just disappeared in Buenos Aires this 11de enero, no acunaron mi infancia como lo hicieron con la de mi hija. Mi primer contacto con su obra se produjo en primer año de la escuela secundaria. Nuestra profesora de castellano, María Hortensia Lacau nos hizo conocer sus poemas para niños y los de Otoño imperdonable y nos habló de la invitación que le hiciera Juan Ramón Jiménez de ir a encontrarlo a los Estados Unidos, donde el poeta español vivía exiliado después de la victoria de Franco en España. En esos primeros años sesenta se la escuchaba por la radio, pero se trataba sobre todo de Entre valles y quebradas , los discos que había grabado en París con Leda Valladares . Su dúo otherwise called Leda and Maria . A little later, and always on the radio, I heard your comments relevant to the program always The green chicken.
Only a few years later, to my 16-17 years, first heard one of his songs for children, the teddy Osías . It was for me a charm, even if they had for some years past the age of hearing that kind of music, the age at which, on the other hand, you do not want to be taken by a child.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NAaT_A83wHQ&feature=fvst
Two texts (Translation Alain Chédeville)
So
When I did not love you yet oh-
truth of love, who would have thought-
Thirst was not true for me
From preference.
I do not remember the time of waiting
With this fog in my memory:
¿How was the world
When I did not love you yet? Total
beauty invented by love so pure
Now what
Its Christmas, as I feel.
And I know that the sweetness was not true,
Who did not see the day when
I did not love yet.
The death penalty
I was stoned as adultery. My husband, who had mistresses at home and outside home, threw the first stone, authorized by the doctors of the law and before my children.
It threw me to the lions because I professed a different religion from that state.
I was condemned to the stake, guilty of having sex with the devil incarnate in my poor dog and wearing a black mole on the back, demonic stigma.
I was quartered for rebellion against colonial rule.
I was sentenced to hang because I began to lead a rebellion of the serfs hungry: My Lord was the arm of Justice.
I was burned alive because I supported the heretical theories through a Catholic-Protestant agreement.
I was sent to the guillotine because my revolutionary comrades considérèrent absurd that I propose to include the Rights of Women in Human Rights.
I was shot in the middle of the Pampas because of a disagreement unit. (1)
shot I was pregnant with my lover, priest, because of disharmony Federal. (1)
I am committed suicide because I wrote a poem bourgeois and decadent.
I was sent to the electric chair at the age of twenty years, without giving me time to repent or to become a good man, as is said of embryions in the womb. I was dragged to the gas chamber because I belonged to a people different from that of the executioners.
I was condemned without further because I printed libels subversive, throwing myself almost living in a common grave.
Throughout history, men or grown brutal certainly knew what crime deserves the death penalty. They always knew me, and not another, I was the culprit. They never doubted that the punishment was exemplary. Chaque fois que l'on Nomme châtiment ce l'Humanité à quatre pattes recoil.
(1) unitaire et fédéraux, deux partis politiques du XIXe siècle Argentine get. Publié dans
Clarín, 12 septembre 1991 him.
" Where there are no books, it's cold. And that goes for houses, cities, countries. A cold cataclysm, a wasteland of amnesia, "Maria Elena Walsh
Memories
's songs María Elena Walsh, who just disappeared in Buenos Aires this 11de enero, no acunaron mi infancia como lo hicieron con la de mi hija. Mi primer contacto con su obra se produjo en primer año de la escuela secundaria. Nuestra profesora de castellano, María Hortensia Lacau nos hizo conocer sus poemas para niños y los de Otoño imperdonable y nos habló de la invitación que le hiciera Juan Ramón Jiménez de ir a encontrarlo a los Estados Unidos, donde el poeta español vivía exiliado después de la victoria de Franco en España. En esos primeros años sesenta se la escuchaba por la radio, pero se trataba sobre todo de Entre valles y quebradas , los discos que había grabado en París con Leda Valladares . Su dúo otherwise called Leda and Maria . A little later, and always on the radio, I heard your comments relevant to the program always The green chicken. Only a few years later, to my 16-17 years, first heard one of his songs for children, the teddy Osías . It was for me a charm, even if they had for some years past the age of hearing that kind of music, the age at which, on the other hand, you do not want to be taken by a child.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NAaT_A83wHQ&feature=fvst
The songs of María Elena Walsh accompanied my life since, in principle, he wrote for children and then, in the late 60's, pointing to an adult audience.
I was fortunate in 1968 to attend his concert in the theater Regina. Unforgettable. A
color tunic and trousers steel, blond bangs, the singer Manuelita beautifully handled his one-woman show. Among the songs the Serenade for the land of a qui took all his courage during the dictatorship of the 70. " Because I hurt if I stay, but I die if I go "
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJRVLpsF9ic
I was fortunate in 1968 to attend his concert in the theater Regina. Unforgettable. A
color tunic and trousers steel, blond bangs, the singer Manuelita beautifully handled his one-woman show. Among the songs the Serenade for the land of a qui took all his courage during the dictatorship of the 70. " Because I hurt if I stay, but I die if I go " http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJRVLpsF9ic
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mccYedHl1e0 But
dictionary Waltz, a tribute to Petit Larousse illustrated, very melancholy statues that he pitied the statues in the rain alone could not yet imagine the city of Buenos Aires without those puppets still.
version
Mercedes Sosa http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Q6vrrM5dnU&feature=related
dictionary Waltz, a tribute to Petit Larousse illustrated, very melancholy statues that he pitied the statues in the rain alone could not yet imagine the city of Buenos Aires without those puppets still.
version
Mercedes Sosa http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Q6vrrM5dnU&feature=related
And one of the most beautiful songs ever written about loneliness , Barco still . Version
Teresa Parodi
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lzr5pDZdQ3o&feature=related
Teresa Parodi
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lzr5pDZdQ3o&feature=related
Much later, his songs and books, Tutu Maramba, The upside down kingdom, Zoo crazy, Dailan and Kifki Cuentopos of Gulubú that had an important place in the universe of my daughter. Bio
Maria Elena Walsh was born on 1 February 1930 in a large house of Ramos Mejia, on the outskirts of Buenos Aires. As she counted, grew up in a garden full of roses and lemon trees where he read fairy tales. His parents, an Irishman, a railroad employee, who loved to play the piano and a girl from Andalusia. He studied at the National School of Fine Arts and published his first book of poems, unforgivable Fall 1947.
A year later he went to the United States, invited by the English poet Juan Ramón Jiménez who lived at the University of Maryland.
Back in 1951 published his second book, Ballads with angel and a year later, Mary Ellen decided to go to France. There he met the great Leda Valladares folklorist and formed the duo Leda and Mary took in that
time a great success in l'Écluse , La fontaine des quatre saisons and even the Crazy Horse !
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DRnlWHzzHfk
Maria Elena Walsh was born on 1 February 1930 in a large house of Ramos Mejia, on the outskirts of Buenos Aires. As she counted, grew up in a garden full of roses and lemon trees where he read fairy tales. His parents, an Irishman, a railroad employee, who loved to play the piano and a girl from Andalusia. He studied at the National School of Fine Arts and published his first book of poems, unforgivable Fall 1947.
A year later he went to the United States, invited by the English poet Juan Ramón Jiménez who lived at the University of Maryland.
Back in 1951 published his second book, Ballads with angel and a year later, Mary Ellen decided to go to France. There he met the great Leda Valladares folklorist and formed the duo Leda and Mary took in that
time a great success in l'Écluse , La fontaine des quatre saisons and even the Crazy Horse ! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DRnlWHzzHfk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZF6zf-Fc0N4&feature=related
In 1960, back in Argentina for quite some time, María Elena Walsh published his first book for children, Tutu Maramba.
In that time, two plays for children, Doña Disparate and Bambuco and Songs to watch.
And then, his recorded songs that they sang and amazed generations of Argentine children. A world of fantasy and yet close to the imagination of children. A bear, Osías , which plans to buy a sky blue in a bazaar, Manuelita , the turtle slowly going to be doing a facelift to Paris, The upside down kingdom ...
In 1960, back in Argentina for quite some time, María Elena Walsh published his first book for children, Tutu Maramba.
In that time, two plays for children, Doña Disparate and Bambuco and Songs to watch.
And then, his recorded songs that they sang and amazed generations of Argentine children. A world of fantasy and yet close to the imagination of children. A bear, Osías , which plans to buy a sky blue in a bazaar, Manuelita , the turtle slowly going to be doing a facelift to Paris, The upside down kingdom ...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-92hEMxRRbY&feature=related
A crazy world sometimes like Lewis Carrol, but like Alice in Wonderland, well within the reach of children.
A crazy world sometimes like Lewis Carrol, but like Alice in Wonderland, well within the reach of children.
Maria Elena Walsh leaves us on the one hand the memory of a woman who was not afraid of words and the other a work of poetry plural light.
Two texts
Then
When I loved you still
-oh true love, who would believe, for my thirst
there was no real preference.
I can not remember the time
expected with the fog in my memory: Does the world how
was when I loved you yet? Total
beauty that love invents
now that is so pure
your Christmas, so I feel it.
And I know there was a certain sweetness,
ever dawned when I not love you yet.
Two texts
Then
When I loved you still
-oh true love, who would believe, for my thirst
there was no real preference.
I can not remember the time
expected with the fog in my memory: Does the world how
was when I loved you yet? Total
beauty that love invents
now that is so pure
your Christmas, so I feel it.
And I know there was a certain sweetness,
ever dawned when I not love you yet.
Death Penalty
I was stoned for adultery. My husband, who was mistress at home and abroad, cast the first stone, authorized by the doctors of the law and in view of my children.
I threw to the lions for professing a different religion to the State.
I was condemned to the stake, guilty of having dealings with the devil incarnate in my poor black cusco, and the bearer of a mole on his back, demonic stigma.
I butchered by rebel against colonial authority.
I was hanged for leading a rebellion of slaves hungry. My man was the arm of justice.
I was burned alive by holding heretical theories, thanks to a Catholic-Protestant conspiracy.
I was sent to the guillotine because my revolutionary comrades considered absurd to propose to include the Rights of Women among the Rights of Man.
I shot in the middle of the desert, because of an internal unit. I shot
pregnant with my lover, priest, because of an internal federal.
I write poetry suicide by bourgeois and decadent.
I was sent to the electric chair at twenty years of my age, with no time to repent and become a good man, as they say of the embryos in the womb.
I herded to the gas chamber because they belong to a people than that of the executioners.
I condemned de facto printing subversive pamphlets, throwing semi-living in a common grave.
Throughout history, scholars and brutal men knew for sure what crime deserves the death penalty. I always knew, no other was to blame. I never doubted that the punishment was ejemplar. Cada vez a este aludes is that the escarmiento Humanidad surrendered either cuatro patas.
Publicado in Clarín, el 12 de septiembre de 1991.
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