Chapter XXVIII · Poesías
Alfredo González Díez · Alegres Soldados
Automatic translation, pending editorial review. Consult the Spanish original.
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CHAPTER XXVIII Poesies
Poetry = Retirement, Russian. Poetry = Gedicht, in German. Another demonstration of better adaptation from Russian to Spanish than German with his phonetics.
The first-line motipas - in the trenches, parapets and blockage of arms or nests with listening to them but more patriotism than that purtle from his backlight recite poetry about their repertoire while passing through second term settlements.
Since his choice of "DOS DE MAYO 'goes to Napoleon (na- pole-on), an invader from Russia and Spain. He reproduces completely with the first place that's been taken up by BarRil Repertoire:
Two from May. He chose Heroica. Bernardo López García. 1840 / 77
01. I hear, and Fairy your affliction. And listen to the sad concert that they form with a dead man's face: his bell or an attic canyon On your unbeatable pendon I look at floating crespones and hear other regions rise up in funeral strokes, of the Church's prayer or art songs.
02. He mourns for they have insulted you that his love offered to thee, and them who were always afraid because their glory had been admired: but unto him with whom the worlds bowed from place through area. To yourself are proud middleman; free of a strange yoke [as] thou hast put no more seer than thy crown's weight!
03. Fold with my mind his fast wings, there a sepulchre rises singing its courage: from the top it beholds that an Indian sun turns itself into Africa and immolates their children in clumsy war. There's no handful of earth without Spanish grave!
04. The Orb trembled your legion and his spacious sphere by holding up the race with their clawks of lions. No one humiliated you or put away a victory, for from its giant glory there cannot be an evil ray at both world level but in our history's book!
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05. They always have an unequal fight with your unbelieving arrogance Sagunto, Cadiz and Numancia as well at Zaragoza or San Marcial. Do not get outmoded in their virginal sinus because they are indomiums but bad to make his vassal brakes for our horses from the foreign cetors!
06. And there was a man on earth who dared to desecrate your command... Space lacks my singing and cursed his name!.. Without the memory awesomeness I will open up History. It gives light for My memories, but The world with their homeland as chorus shall hear about its sound hymn of glory's recollections
07. That genius of ambition that, with his profound delirium and war at the sepulchre world in its nation did to him wounded an Ibero lion while wanting Spain's rule. He was never aware but drunk as a person who cannot have been slaves if they are people living by their lives or die after death!
8. War! and the priest cried with anger at his altar, war) as a sign of an untiring singing (battle to be called up by them's people that awaken from their fear for our world: but while strange steps have been heard in Spanish earth they even open themselves unto these grave pounding about "Revengance or warfare?
09. And there are padleas singing holy duties and women scattering at the foot of free pendons with their moan tit. And the rough canyon pits, and his vile invader scares itself with a ground to cover so much grave.
10. The virgin in her pounding and fury place leapt from his bed, the child drink with its heart hate of death to an invader. Her mother kills their love while she's calm but shouts at a son who goes: "For if your homeland wants them so that you will come into battle or die! Your Mother shall avenge...
11. Martyrs of loyalty, that from honor to tirtle were pride and honour for mankind. At his grave rest that the brave Ibero people will swear with an apt face and until Spain succumbs, they shall not step on your tomb from abroad.
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A TRIUNCAL FRAMEWORK FOR RUNEN Darius (1867 / 1916). Félix Rubén García Sarmiento, his true complete name.
The Triunfal March would always be at the meeting locations of its 1941 / 43 divisional rear. Some of his verses are reproduced as follows:
The court's coming! The sword with vivid reflections, come and have been put to light.... That's how the palladines are tipped up by beautiful women that embody their branches of flowers while under purks they will get his faces pink but as a result we can see them face more closely at best! To those old swords or high-quality steels who carry out our last gloriums) And the hero that guides his group of wild youth, and to him who loves an insignia from their mother's ground with a challenge about them. He sewed up steel as well how best we can put our arms into your hand by its hot summer suns or snow but wind after cold winter while at night they have been fringes...
The Triunfal March and the Blue Fairy have been recited at an event hall of Riga's Spanish Military Hospital on October 12, 1942.
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The men of the Blue Division did not forget their womenies at any time, nor while they were undergoing very low temperatures with -50 ° C (fifty degrees under zero and hundreds). They patented the name "Spanischen Soldat Viell temperament, as given by his froils.
The divisionaries of the "ID-250.Nr 'reaffirmed his moral: as in Spain, let alone to speak about them and their judgment with what they found was a tidah (1).
01. One day, the Blue Fairy wanted to come down and his great crown of tul was put up... telling every woman from different nations I will give as many gifts with them that we can afford.
02. He went down without delay and entered into the triumphant earth with an instant collection of one from every nation.
03. He called and told the Italian... 04. He told the German... 05. He told the Austrian... 06. To the Parisian woman... 07. That's how I propose with them all... 08. That's how the gifts she gave to them all ended.
09. Do you have anything to say about me? The Fairy remained a suspended moment of admiration and looking at his manola with clear accent told him, "What do you want me to give?
11. Do you have an abundant and beautiful long black hair? Don't your face be airy, there's no love with a light of sunlight that they're passioning about in his eyes!
11. So what do you want, if they get them all together as less beautiful and more? But I don't want you to have anything but a bad thing about me. And looking up at his manola and with a high tone, he said:... "Let's see that they bring Spanish woman to their throne.
COLOFON: And in this tale I merge myself, and if the story doesn't fool me to say that Spanish's best of them!