We went out slowly - The night was pail
In the distances the lights immersed.
And you were beautiful like your two eyes,
When tears where looked in them.

The Jackals wept and you went to the vineyard,
And your tear dropped like resin,
And you remembered the hours before,
We went on the narrow path to the battle.
 
And you remembered our laughs like a stream,
And you remembered a melody and harmonica,
And you remembered the pile of hay
And the tough of the hand of the only one
 
And if you remained and the loneliness embraces,
And you are walking slowly in the vineyards,
You will wait, therefore so quietly,
We separated and smiled in gaze.

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