"Chanson
de Croisade"
"Bernard Le
Prince" (Prince Bernard)
(Ballad -
XIV century)
Trujaplán
Trujaplán ... ...
Trujaplán ..
Plan ... plan! ...
My name is "Robert
de Miraval" ...
I will tell the story,
the "Prince Bernard."
A young boy "Provence".
very full of enthusiasm and courage,
A
"The Crusades" was valued.
Ladies, high crenellated
towers,
shed tears, in their favor.
And ventured to infidel lands lacked a guarantee,
as he fled from all the battles ...
Well ... the learned hide.
Was frightened by cruel "scimitars"
encouraged him ... The generous "concubines."
From a lady "Saracen"
suffered his love.
Rolled into the abyss of its massive "boobs"
...
Blind ...
between two mountains ... he
fell ...
He put her
maid on an altar,
to
exchange their caresses,
by unworthy wars.
Those black eyes lit up a sessile.
like the sun, sand infinite.
I swear,
never had such a
gentleman delivery
So
skewed in pain ...
That "Saracen"
if he could,
Change its
star, a small lantern ...
".. And returned
Prince Bernard of" The Crusades "...
And in his memory nothing was more ..
May the memory of their "infidel"
beloved ...
For who ever
... he cried ...
Trujaplán
Trujaplán ... ...
Trujaplán ...
Plan ... plan! ...
Guasti DanielH
pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar
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