Sucedió En La Antiguedad

It happened in antiquity
in this land.
They say there has never been
a love like that;
between battles of blood and fire,
such a faithful affection.

It was a cold winter afternoon
when they went for him;
he never returned
his tender love,
died standing.
And she went out to the roads to ask.
To kiss his white forehead
the clouds guided her.
Is that your love,
lying there
and her heart skipped a beat.
And the night swallowed them,
they were two shadows
crossing between bomb and gunfire.
Go on, my captain
even if the bullets whistle
the sky will preserve you
as he told you.
They say they were seen
trekking towards the burning village
and that among its ruins
they speak to travelers.
And the grass no longer grows,
dust and soot.
Rivers overflowed
carrying their lives.
Wars that nobody wished for
that shattered their dreams.
There was never such a faithful love,
such a great affection;
even if the memory of this place
has forgotten their names