No one in the Tercio Knew
Who was that Legionary,
So Bold and Daring
That came to join the Legion.
No one knew his story,
Yet the Legion Knew
That a great pain gnawed
Like a wolf, at his heart.
Yet if anyone asked who he was
He would reply reluctantly and sternly:
I´m a man whom fortune
Struck with a beast´s paw,
I´m death´s bridegroom
Who is to be join with a strong bond
With such a beautiful sweetheart
When the fire and fighting
Where at their fiercest,
Defending his flag
The Legionary advanced.
And without fearing the onslaught
Of the exalted enemy,
He died bravely
And rescued the ensign
And as he soaked the burning ground with his blood,
The Legionary murmured in a mournful voice:
I´m a man whom fortune
Struck with a beast´s paw,
I´m death´s bridegroom
Who is to be join with a strong bond
With such a beautiful sweetheart
When his body was finally recovered,
They found on his chest
A letter and a picture of a beautiful woman.
And the letter read: “…
If one day God calls you
Save a place for me
I will soon find you.”
And in the last kiss he send her
He bid her a final goodbye.
For going by your side to see you
My most loyal companion,
I became a boyfriend of death
I shook her tight
And her love was my Flag.