Prado is its name


a village without fame


save for its Roman bridge.



They said I was the first foreigner


to pass it over


in almost two thousand years.



A loira - the blond - she was


I mention her because


I fell for her.


the village beauty


as fair as fair could be


but with a tragic history.




One weekend


as was the custom then


the blond travelled with her namorado, her boyfriend


to a neighbouring place


where she could showcase


her beauty and her dance.




That night


there was a fight


between two men claiming her heart


the namorado disappeared


not to be seen again


until his body was found floating


down the river running under the Prado bridge.



I sometimes ask myself what was the destiny  


of this young lady coping with the penalty


of having loved her namorado


at fifteen without the sanction of the powers that be.



Hers was a secret that all the village knew


I am sure her love was true


But in Prado she could never find love again


especially when this happened - way back then.

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