Cambaral

From this place
Legends and stories are told and they swear that's how it happened
Centuries ago
The King's troops, in a bloody battle, fatally wounded a young man
And the king, with cruelty
Thus he locked him up
His mortal wound received no forgiveness
And on the ground he awaited death, without seeing the sunlight

Without strength or voice
He saw a beautiful woman who sadly arrived at his cell
Death mocked him
His heart, now blind with love, began to beat stronger

She, the king's daughter
He, a simple thief
Destiny, so cruel
Stole their hearts
In that prison and far from seeing the sunlight