America and Cadiz are so inextricably linked to the ocean that separates them has become an inexhaustible source of legends. Stories of pirates, sailors, shipwrecked. Stories of love and indifference. From exotic treasures and riches brought from the distant, and so close, American lands. Legends that sink in the imagination as the ships sail the seas, creating wakes that enhance the story. But some of those stories are born of truth and reality. And the Legend of the Pirate's House is one of them.
The pirate´s house
The story goes that a young Marine Cadiz went to India in search of fortune, leaving his beautiful young wife waiting in the port of Cadiz. The story goes that she was up every morning to the lookout tower in the distance looking boat sails on her lover to return. But her lover did not return. And the tragic news came in one of the galleons from America: the young sailor Cadiz boat had sunk off the coast of the West Indies. But the wife denied the death of the sailor. His heart was alive and felt his presence every night. And every night praying for the return of her husband, cursing himself for having allowed him to swear that he would cover gold and let him go to fulfill his promise.
Many would, no doubt, those who mourned the death of the sailor and the folly of his young wife, unable to accept the death of her beloved husband. That every day and every night up until the tower waiting for the boat in which his beloved back. And so every day until the day he returned laden with gold and riches.
The sailor had arrived at an almost deserted island, where he soon established contact with pirates of all nationalities. And there, in that place, forsaken of God, he could make a fortune, so that now he came ready to fulfill his promise . And come back for more, for all that he had to leave to return to Cadiz.
"Cadiz 18", Cadiz, South of Spain, by ferlomu, at flickr.com
When the sailor told his wife that he would return to the sea, she made him promise that he would stay in town, or die for the love away. And he accepted and fulfilled the promise. But he missed the sea and walked sad through the port. She then commanded to build a house as beautiful as her. A house that reminded her husband a boat, with large windows that looked like feathers of gulls who accompanied him on his lonely island. With a bridge from which you could navigate by turning an imaginary steering wheel.
And in the house the couple lived until her death uprooted happiness. The navy kept his promise, and his wife buried gold. Legend has it that two young rascals learned of the rich burial and, taking advantage of the darkness of the night, stole all the gold that covered the body of the beautiful woman. The husband, on learning what had happened, was furious. Chock his gun and killed the grave robbers.
Since then the Pirate´s House remains unperturbed recall of its first owners. And today, sunk into ruin, stone seems to mourn those much-loved within its walls.
Visit Cadiz and you will be abble to see this house.
Kind regards,
Luis.
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Y en aquella casa vivieron los dos esposos hasta que la muerte le arrancó de cuajo la felicidad. El marino cumplió su promesa, y el oro que cubría el cuerpo de la hermosa mujer.
El marido, al enterarse de lo ocurrido, montó en cólera. Calzó su arma y mató a los ladrones de tumbas.
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