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Chestnut tree stone pillar

The children sing in the still night; clear stream, serene fountain. What do you have in your hands of spring? I A blood rose and

Little pillar of the chato

Pilar Hoya del Grillo

The powerful intercession of Saint Lucia, virgin and martyr, be our support, Lord. I also implore you to preserve the light of my eyes with

Pilar Vuelto or the 4 Corners

Lanjarón, through your cracks you cry the purest water to quench our thirst, to serve as a cure…

Pillar Carmen/San Sebastián

Spring: Today the clouds of the earth come out into the light. (M. Benítez Carrasco)

Pillar de las Calenturas

The calm of the air under the branch of the echo. The calm of the water under the foliage of stars. The calm of your

Pillar del Salaillo

Strong light, clear sky! Oh, how the birds grow! Clear sky, strong light! Oh, how the oranges shine! Strong. Sky. Oh, how the wheat is

Pillar Hermitage of San Roque

Oh! Lift the floodgates so that water is coming to this place so that the grass will bloom and the grains will bear fruit. (J

Pillar of Crosses

The children sing in the still night: Clear stream, serene fountain! (F. García Lorca)

Pillar of Santa Ana Square

By the river banks the night is getting wet and on Lolita's breasts the bouquets are dying of love. The bouquets are dying of love

Pillar of the Chapel

But I feel in the water something that shakes me, like a wind that shakes the branches of my soul. Be a tree! (A voice

Pillar of the Expiración

My little girl went to sea to count waves and pebbles but suddenly she finds herself in the river of Seville. Between oleanders and bells

Pillar of the Oleanders

Stop and pause. Let us put down our pens and take up our brushes. (Pedro Antonio de Alarcón when contemplating Lanjarón). But the song of

Pillar of the Peace Neighborhood

From the railings, on the mountain, mountain, mountain, mules and shadows of mules loaded with sunflowers. A sky of white mules closes its quicksilver eyes

Pillar of the Tourist Office

...and I felt the springs bubbling as if I were listening to them in spirit. It was the same flow full of music and of

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