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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My poor mother "La Daniela" As they called her at the Casa de los Picos In the capital of Segovia Where mothers and children took refuge In the fratricidal war in Spain While their husbands were In the war between rocks Bunkers and trenches In the Guadarrama mountain range Particularly in its port Where at the foot of the lion monument Placed in the center of the road Symbolizing royal power And its strategic value For the defense of Madrid Between the two sides And its connection between Madrid and Castile The nationalists and republicans met To arrange, during their breaks from war On weekends Going down to the brothels of the capital To have sex with fascists or militiawomen Drawing lots to see who would be saved In the war, once again, on Mondays, begun While the women suffered and cried To try to get ahead to her children While her men fought "to the death." "La Daniela" with five daughters no less She had no help but that of the King of Heaven "Who gave her health and protection" As she herself said And confidence in seeing her husband arrive victorious From the Cabeza Lijar lookout Having prepared his carnal furrow of love For his long-awaited plow Confidant that it was true that he was a saint One of the few who hadn't come down to Madrid To let off steam with the street-walking whores. One day, when "La Daniela" and her daughters Along with other women and children Were near the chapel of El Carmen In San Rafael, Segovia Praying to the Virgin That her husband would arrive safe and sound She saw herself weeping with joy Seeing her husband mounted on his horse Tired, but happy, victorious. She signaled to him, called him. The hermitage bells ringing The town was all excited She and her daughters running to congratulate him Promising him that today he would have his field Open to all his passion of love Although to his fellow women He would have commented: -That, because of my husband My was like a cigarette paper Still suffering well and a beauty To Daniel, my love.
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