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The Lord created Eve.

Eve created Adam.

Together they created the game.

Among the games

the one with the fruit was the best.

Time went by.

They discover that paradise

doesn't exist.

And before creating the world

the children

burned down paradise.

...the wolf will live with the lamb,

the tiger will lie down with the goat;

the calf and the lion will walk together

and a little child will be their shepherd.

2 Isaiah 11

A dream I was dreaming last night,

a little dream of my soul.

I was dreaming of my beloved

that I was holding in my arms.

I saw a very white lady enter,

much whiter than the cold snow.

From where have you entered, love?

How have you entered my life?

The doors are closed,

the windows and shutters.

I am not love, lover,

I am death, God sends me.

Oh rigorous death,

let me live a day!

A day it cannot be,

an hour of life you have.

In great haste he put on his shoes,

even more hurriedly he got dressed.

Already he walks to the street

where his love was living.

Open the white door to me,

open the door to me, little girl!

How could I be able to open to you

if the occasion hasn't arrived yet?

My father did not go to the palace,

my mother is not asleep.

If you do not open to me tonight,

you will never again open to me, my love.

Death goes looking for me,

I would be together with you, life.

Go below my window,

where I carved and stitched.

I will throw you a silk cord

for you to climb up.

And if the thread is not long enough,

I will add my braids.

The silk cord got torn,

death came that way.

Let us go, my love,

for your hour

has now arrived.

The deadly sins teach the vice for the good,

knowing that fornication is the worst of all evils.

Satan, who never sleeps,

neither at night nor at daytime,

relies on your oversights.

Look what happened to the virgin who assented

with a delighted smile to the fornicating devil.

A great truth encloses the following example like a temple.

Because, for me, desires have been my misfortune.

Due to arrogance or madness I lost my sad soul.

For the courted ones the kisses and caresses

incorporate the delights of the loving flesh.

Without knowing how nor when I hurl myself into his arms,

seducing my fragile body,

my innocence is lost.

After having indulged myself,

with his love poisoning me,

he walks away, leaving me behind

in the flames of his sin.

Shut up, debauched woman!

You only deserve slander.

I'm Martina, the wretched.

A plaything of the curse.

How could I fornicate with Lucifer?

Condemned!

Look what awaits you

if you want to redeem yourself.

You would rather deserve to die in the flames.

On the stake!

Yes.

I am brought to the stake.

I search for my lover who is also condemned.

I find him in the embers.

Which fire embraces the bold more strongly with reason?

That which blazes in my heart is not Satan's love.

The wretched Martina is already in hell.

For impudently practising fornication.

The ardour of those who offend

the creator will be eternal.

Gamaliel, who are they?

Doctor Ismael

and some family members that recently arrived at the village.

Come in, Cristi�n.

This is your house.

I beg you to excuse the audacity of...

There is nothing to excuse!

Come in, it's getting chilly.

The house inclines more to discomfort than elegance.

But you will know to excuse them.

On the contrary, Madam.

Your house is the cosiest in the world.

Tell me, Cristi�n.

Why are we honoured with your visit?

As a matter of fact,

the boldness of my presence... - Continue.

My boldness is due to the desire

to cultivate the best relations with the family.

But first tell me about yourself.

deep inside I feel a bit provincial.

Don't exaggerate.

I lack the indifference they have in the big cities.

This year I expect to make good progress.

In the central university I started

the career path of surveying engineer.

And who makes you study this career path?

My father.

Of course.

You need to accurately know the extent of your land.

But I have other intentions.

What are they, Cristi�n?

To get to know another world

where there are people as charming as...

As me? Or as my daughter Angela?

Did you see her at the entrance?

Oh, she's thoughtless.

After you got to know her,

you'll see how sweet and charming she is.

I'm sure of that.

Crist��n. That's Angela.

My daughter. Christi�n.

We are very pleased.

Cristi�n has come to offer his services.

Don't you find it a charming gesture?

I would like to show you the surroundings.

You would be distracted.

Angela doesn't approve of walking around.

Neither of us are enthusiastic about the countryside.

I thought that I may be of help.

That doesn't mean we don't appreciate your generous offer.

Madam, may I assure you that you won't regret it?

Have you considered the repercussions of such an action?

The people in the province would show no mercy.

What would your father say?

In this village nobody would be prejudice.

And my father, I swear to you,

would welcome such behaviour.

What do you say, Angela?

Tell my father that I'll be back at dinner time.

How disagreeable of my mother.

Soon she'll accept.

It's like a marquess taking a walk.

Let's go. It will soon be late.

May there be peace, Don Rafael.

Welcome, my son.

The young lady is very beautiful.

It's Angela, Don Rafael.

She's come to pay us a visit in this wilderness.

May your mother rest in peace, Sir.

Come and see us some day on the occasion of the celebrations.

She was also very beautiful.

please accept this lace which we give you

to wish you and the lady fortune and a long life.

In my name and on behalf of Angela,

I thank you for this precious lace.

And the tale tells

how much the amorous ones loved each other.

And how they created love.

Turning the nights and days into

a sole and permanent passionate madrigal.

In villages and cities, castles and palaces,

the ladies and their gallants continued,

enchanted by the amorous ones,

by the names of Angela

and Cristi�n.

we'll drink the wine in the sitting room.

This year the soils have been scarce.

The heat has made it unbearable.

The region could be

a goldmine.

There are risks concerning the new farming methods.

I could pay you with easily tradable licences.

That seems a good offer to me, Don Jacobo.

I repeat that my land is not for sale.

Mr. Levington would bring more prosperity to the province.

Not even one metre of land.

It's my son's heritage.

Is that clear?

Gamaliel, come here!

Cristi�n, what happened to you?

Nothing. Who is with my father?

The mayor, his wife, a judge and the Levingtons.

What mood is my father in?

He won't forgive your foolish behaviour.

Bring me something to eat. I don't want him to see me.

I will never be able to win against you.

And you, little girl? How many trump cards do you have?

I couldn't tell.

I will take the trump cards.

I will take three cards.

Cristi�n, I will never be able to win against you.

And you, little girl? How many trump cards do you have?

I couldn't tell.

Cover yourself with that.

Turn to the wall.

I'm going to take off my clothes.

I'll see you every day.

Perhaps they already started searching for us.

Angela is about to come.

I ask you to bring her back home early.

Good afternoon, father.

The food must already be cold, but don't worry, Sir. We serve it like that.

Forgive me, father. I didn't think it would be so late.

Cristi�n, I need to talk to you.

Tell me, father.

It's necessary that you know I'm not willing to tolerate any longer

your continuing to neglect your obligations.

Father, I beg of you.

Nothing or anyone authorises you to visit the houses of unknown persons.

Father, I think that you overstate your argument.

You are obligated to ascertain in advance

with which people you're going to socialise.

So many rumours that circulate regarding these strangers,

in my view are legitimate.

Is this clear?

Incautious youth!

You are unaware that the explorers are, in fact, base people.

The good manners, the courtesy, the culture

are weapons in the hands of the scoundrels.

How can you know that if you don't know them?

If you, being so wise, recommend them

then, of course, I would like to know them.

Father, it's already late for me.

Wait a moment.

Can you tell me what it is, in particular,

that lures you to the house of these people.

I go there because I'm Angela's fianc�,

with whom I intent to marry soon.

I told you.

They are vulgar adventurers.

The daughter is the bait to trap you.

Father, I won't permit you to insult Angela.

The only thing left for me

is to wish God

may have pity on you.

No matter.

Courtesy, Cristi�n,

is a privilege which no-one,

may he be rich or poor, can renounce.

That's what I think, Madam.

Did you hear?

He's certain.

We're all certain about that -

You, my brother, Angela,

myself, everyone.

The only one who doesn't particularly agree is

your father.

I can assure you, Madam,

that my father is a gentleman through and through.

Do you think, Cristi�n,

that a gentleman through and through,

as you call him,

can permit himself the indulgence

to not come and meet the relatives of your bride.

Permit me to repeat that my father is far too busy.

- Otherwise he... - These matters are irrelevant..

Since the day I permitted you to socialise with Angela,

you promised that your father,

would agree to the meeting of our families,

and would come to formalise the arrangement.

It happens that you are a little boy.

You're still being dominated by your father.

You're not a man,

but a puppet.

I would never find enough words

to tell you how much I lament this unpleasant situation.

Boy!

Who is it?

I'm looking for the family.

They left the house.

Where did they go?

I don't know.

Bring me love,

to that land,

Because there is no more life,

than in her.

Bring me, love,

to the lost island.

Bring me along with you.

You are my reality.

As the body doesn't live without a soul,

the land doesn't have any more life

than in her.

Angela is very sick.

Only your presence may ease her.

This is your house!

Angela. This is your house.

The house inclines to more discomfort than elegance.

But you will excuse them.

On the contrary, Madam.

Your house is the cosiest in the world.

How sad is the destiny of the lovers!

The blessed love of Angela and Cristi�n

is remembered still today by lovers.

Their hearts burned in one single flame

and the affection consumed their souls.

They cry for them, blindly and hermetically,

with eternal tears.

Your hands, Angela.

The sunrise seems like a fire to me.

Your sweetness is written on the heart.

Your sweetness.

My love!

My beloved!

Oh, unfortunate destiny!

It shall be my will that what couldn't be in life,

should be in death.

She lives!

The sun is too warm.

We should return.

But before that I would like to see the spring.

Today there will be new moon.

I will never again leave you, Angela.

I will always look after you.

do you think that your father will insist on preventing our marriage.

I love you so much!

Our engagement should be permitted by your father.

We shouldn't defy his anger.

But who could convince him?

Me, Cristi�n.

I will tell him that I have no other mission than to love his son.

I will tell him that you also love me.

Tell me that you love me!

Listen to the pleadings of a poor girl in love.

On seeing you he won't be able to deny us the blessing we ask of him.

Let's go now.

Father.

Here is your son.

Tell me who, gentleman of strength and valour:

Who will fill the void that you leave behind with your death?

I'm talking to you.

Answer your son.

Tell them to turn on the light!

Save my father!

I myself, father,

will conduct the funeral procession that will lead you to the mansion

in which the angels and cherubs dwell in the heavenly kingdom.

We need to carry your father away!

Don Jacobo Marroqu�n was a father for all

and an exemplary friend.

His life will be a lesson for future generations.

His deeds will be standards for the men who will succeed him

in the difficult task to influence the village.

Don Jacobo suffered orphanhood and widowhood,

sadness and starving.

Always on the search for human sympathy.

He never uttered an abrasive word,

unless there was vice or insolence.

His voice was in favour of allegiance and progress.

Rest in peace, great man.

Don't deny us protection

from the glorious mansion that you already inhabit.

Farewell, beloved father!

Make the necessary arrangements in order to make donations to the poor.

I want to be alone.

where have you been?

We searched for you across the land.

What did they do to my father?

Don Jacobo

died because of a bleeding.

Many years ago

these lands were deserts for vermin,

not a fit habitation for people.

But men arrived,

the Marroqu�ns,

who worked from sun up to sundown.

And that which had been desolation

became a paradise.

Never before any man has accumulated so many material

and spiritual riches as our bemoaned Don Jacobo.

And never before has any man had

had as many responsibilities,

as Mr. Don Cristi�n Marroqu�n,

who has been appointed to succeed,

while moreover, if applicable,

the line of descent would likewise extend to his children,

Strengthened by a thousand, ten thousand

and millions.

May this alliance of youth and beauty,

approved by the generous legacy of Don Jacobo

inspire the righteousness,

the tenacity regarding work,

the pure honesty,

the generosity toward the needy ones.

And thus,

there remains nothing for me except the great honour,

Mr. Cristi�n Marroqu�n

and Mrs. Angela, designated Marroqu�n,

to declare you legally united in marriage,

in accordance with the conjugal arrangements

which they appointed me to comply with.

Paradise! Paradise!