And after all these events, there still remains another silent liturgy, hidden, but real and anonymous, provided as always by the hands of hundreds of women.
The capes, sashes and hooded vestments with which the townsfolk of Zamora dressed up penitent confraternities and brotherhoods return to their chests. Many of them have served and continue to serve as funeral shrouds down through the years for many of the people.
The Holy Week comes to its end with this beloved rite in so many homes. The hands of the women place the Brotherhood’clothes simply and delicately in the clothes chest.
A hidden, almost unknown,but real mystery which is repeated in hundreds of households and is the epilogue to the day of the Resurrection.
The lamps, the staffs and the crosses will stand silently and evocately in a corner of the house until the next year. And the bells of Barandales church will be silent and whose presence is the very definition of Holy Week. Bells which toll of sadness and suffering, accompany the silhouette of Christ along the streets as he suffers and dies.
And then the future appears on the horizon, the children occupy their favourite places and a new generation enters the Brotherhoods. Children, as always, in the ranks with their homework well done: to love God and his land for all time, according to the Gospel of Zamora.
Recorded by: Vicente Calvo Coria
Script and Spanish voice: Luis Felipe Delgado de Castro
Translation and English voice: Keith Bradford
Introduction and epilogue music:
Piano: Elisa Rapado
Cello: Jaime C. Rapado
Sounds: original of each procession, recorded at that moment in the street.