PROMENADE

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.