The Blind Sunflowers Page #3

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Please take advantage and make your call, lady.

You don't mind?

I don't mind at all. It is my pleasure.

Yes?

Aunt Lola?

What's up, Elena, how are you doing?

So so, aunt. Elena left.

If you're alone, just Lorencillo and you...

... and without the girl, wouldn't you be better with me?

I think about it many times, auntie.

I have to leave you now. A very strong kiss, aunt.

Thanks a lot.

You are German?

Not, not. I am from Betanzos.

But as the adage goes:

Motherland is where you earn a life from.

And you, how do you know German?

During the war I exchanged mail with a pilot from the Condor Legion.

But this cannot be true! How can you learn German by writing letters?

He was killed by the reds.

My condolences.

The truth is...

I do not know what would have happened with us...

... without the generous aid of the German comrades.

Now, with our Wolfram...

... the Fhrer will conquer Europe.

That's life, my son, what can you do about it?

Between the cage and the frying-pan,

would it choose the frying-pan?

I know. But I'm sad.

The water is still cold...

Paquito says that we will

soon be able to swim in the river.

Of course.

The summer is almost here.

Yes, but as I can't swim...

You will learn soon.

Paquito was taught by his father.

Wouldn't you like going to the river?

Yes, of course.

And when will you be able to go?

We'll go. OK?

We'll go.

And Portugal, where is it?

That way.

Let's go, supper is ready.

Do you think he will sing?

Of course.

Here we are, mom.

Going.

Soon.

What's there for supper, mom?

Marinated sardines and salad.

Come on, put the table.

You know, mom?

Paquito says that I never let then

come to play at home.

What do we do? If people

start gossiping, it's bad news.

Let them come.

Offer them a snack and that's it.

Yes, something will have to be done.

Lorenzo...

Elenita is not here.

Oops! I forgot.

Come on, f***.

What was it, what was it?

I'm still without milk.

Well, we already have milk.

"Face to the sun with the new shirt..."

"... that you embroidered

in red yesterday..."

"... death will find me, if it reaches me..."

"... and I do not come back to see you..."

I will form next to my friends..."

Why aren't you singing, son?

Yes, I'm singing.

You singing? Do you think I'm an idiot?

You don't know the letter,

or it is that you do not like it?

He doesn't understand it.

What did you say?

I'm saying that my son

does not want to die...

... because he wants to live.

To live for me. For his mother.

Good, I understand, but the homeland...

The homeland is also a mother,

lady, as much as any other.

Of course. I say this to him some times...

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