The look of solitude

2. THE LOOK OF SOLITUDE
Winds perfumes, this morning in late August
Surrounded by plants, stubble, white snails
Crossing the tomb of the unknown soldier
The unknown soldier English,
Apparently say he was a beggar mazagon
Death by neglect and ill
Everything Frago on the banks of the tower Parrot
Born with a boat to the submarine English
According to comments from taverns, was discovered
For fish, opposite the tip of tallow
Therefore the Germans, Piko on the hook
And was not attacked, the island of Sicily
No but if there are many unknown soldiers
And the farmer's field, I forget
Now, if the tiller of my land
That brown and tan labrador
by the sun, sun, sun, my land
a woman has given birth, another unknown soldier
"" I thinker words "" singing and writing
A free, no unknown soldiers
Today I finish my morning stroll
At the end of August, "" THE LOOK
SOLITUDE
Inspiration Date: 08/29/2012
Author: Vicente Dominguez garrochena