Jan 16, 2020
''Por las rojas praderas de sus párpados cerrados huían tres corceles, espoleados por tres lindos muchachos, y el menor de los tres, al viento el oro de sus rizos, le gritaba:
« Hermanita, no olvides el soldadito que tallé para ti. »''
''By the reddened meadows of her closed eyelids, spurred by three handsome young boys, three steeds were fleeing, and the youngest of the boys, whilst the wind was shaking his golden curls, called to her:
« Little sister, don't forget the little wooden soldier I carved for you. » ''