Soldado Ferido
Elias Silva
Wounded Soldier
A bloody battle, a soldier was wounded
And losing a lot of blood, I couldn't fight
And he said to his companion
Come kill me quickly, I don't want to suffer anymore
And he said, I cannot
I'll ask the commander, let him order
The blood is running
I can't decide on my own, I have to consult myself
Wounded soldier, the King is counting on you
Even with the blood gushing
And the strength running out, we must fight
Wounded soldier, the King sends you word
The war is ending
Win this battle again
The King is counting on you
When the commander found out what had happened
In the middle of a battle, a soldier is injured
Who said to his companion: Come kill me quickly
I can't suffer anymore
He immediately sent a letter, telling the King what was happening
And the King answered him
Oh wounded soldier, you cannot die
The King is counting on you
When the soldier read the letter he received
From your glorious King brought by his messenger
He drew his sword
And he invited his companions to face the enemy
Everyone wanted to know
What had happened to the wounded soldier
In the King's letter it was written: The King is counting on you
