Pedro Maldonado Lusitânia, história e militaria
Today Mother's Day, I leave a tribute to all mothers who gave their children the war.
May 3, 2020
CRUZ OF WAR
When they came to say the poor mother.
Your son had died there in the war,
She kneeled shaking feeling good,
The deepest heartbreak on earth.
They brought you the War Cross that your son,
As a brave soldier, he deserved it.
On her mother landed the lackluster look,
Remembering the beloved son who had lost.
At the War Cross, mom caught it, like who feels it.
Remembering the divine dream I had dreamed of.
With tenderness put her softly,
In the cradle that had cradled it in a little one,
Poor holy mother of heaven in the middle of winter,
Pull yourself packing the crib and saying,
Sleep sleep beloved son eternal sleep
How eternal is my pain for losing you,
Mom threw it in this contrast,
Sleep sleep beloved son your sleep,
Because of the War Cross you won
How many moms crying like me
Quadras: Song of 1935, inspired by the Portuguese participation in World War I. The author of the lyrics is Armando Neves, who even won a literary award this year.
Miguel Ramos musiced the poem and delivered the song to Berta Cardoso, one of the exponents of the fado until the 50. s. It was a success on the radio.
The song was sung again in the 60 s, now by the fadist Isabel Oliveira. Considering the lyrics and sadness that it transmitted, it was no longer successful on the radio.
The overseas war spread and, at the ceremonies on June 10, every year the president of the republic, the president of the council and members of the government delivered medals to the Portuguese military that distinguished themselves in the war. Some of these medals were delivered posthumously.
Photo: Mother of 1. th Cabo António Vitor Praxedes, War Cross.
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