Soldado Ferido
Elias Silva
Wounded Soldier
A bloody battle, a soldier was wounded
And losing a lot of blood couldn't fight
And said to his companion
Come kill me quickly, I don't want to suffer anymore
And he said: I can't
I'll ask the commander, let him give the order
The blood is flowing
I can't decide alone, I have to consult
Wounded soldier, the King is counting on you
Even with blood gushing
And strength fading, you must fight
Wounded soldier, the King sends word
The war is ending
Win this battle
The King is counting on you
When the commander found out what had happened
In the midst of a battle, a soldier is dying
Who said to his companion: Come kill me quickly
I don't want to suffer anymore
He immediately sent a letter, telling the King what was happening
And the King replied
Oh wounded soldier, you can't die
The King is counting on you
When the soldier read the letter he received
From his glorious King brought by his messenger
He drew his sword
And 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
