| Letra | she and he..
Together for so many years..
The desaveniencias happened together..
One day said to him:
love, I must go to the war, do not forget me, hope for me, I promise that I will return..
She promised him that he would wait for it, kept a flower in his pocket and kissed it..
he turned round, gave him a sweet look and left..
It finished the war, she went to wait for it at the station..
The survivors bent..
but there not enkontraba the face of his love..
An elder approached her saying to him:
Woman, do not wait any more, it will not return already..
She said to him:
aged darling, the prometió that it would return .. and I know that like that it will do it..
The elder rocking his head moved away..
Seated she in the banking in which they had known each other, was waiting for it..
Minutes happened, weeks, months and the llegaba...
' it will have already to come, he promised it to me ' it was said...
years happened..
he came...
with the very changed face .. and the war could be re-lived in his look..
it approached her and said to him:
I have come,love, here I am..
She looked at it, saw his big hair .. and he said:
Pardon, but are not you for whom I wait..
They rolled tears for the eyes of him..
it moved away..
His kansados feet trumped him...
it fell down in the route of the train..
She saw falling down a flower of his pocket...
it ran to it helping..
but it was too much late...
he promised to go to look for it when she was dying..
And this way she waits..
the last sigh of his life..
to go to enkontrarse with his love..
and to end...
what one day they dreamed of beginning... |
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