Face to sun with the new shirt
that you embroidered in red yesterday,
Death will find me if it comes to me
and I do not see you again.
I will form together with my classmates
who stand guard over the stars,
the gesture impassive,
and they are present in our eagerness.
If they tell you that I fell,
I went to the position I have there.
Victorious flags will return
to the joyous pace of peace
and they will bring five roses on:
the arrows of my beam.
The spring will laugh again,
that by sky, earth and sea is expected.
Top squads to beat
that in Spain begins to dawn.
