An excerpt from the legend of Azahara, a favorite Abdherramán III, by Antonio Gala.
AB. What you lack, Azahara?
AZA.Córdoba is the mirror of the world, Abdherramán: its brightest ornament. You have given the beauty and peace: these two sources of wisdom. But there's something missing Cordoba and I had, before I knew, I saw Elvis.
AB. What is Azahara? Tell me and I will also here.
AZA.No possible. God has assigned you to taste the mountain and the plain, cold and heat. A call you saw the brunette. My Saw call the Nevada. I, as a child, I spent winter evenings with lost eyes watching the snow fall. In Córdoba no snow. Not with all your empire, Abdherramán, could conserguir snowing in Cordoba.
AB.Nevará for you, Zahra. My love will make it to snow.
you covered with almond AZA.Y Alarús the Jebel, the Mount of the Beloved, Abdherramán. And you saw brown love turned white as a bride, white as mine ...
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