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Fernando Blasco Baselga

When Vincent Deehan, the postman in Buncrana learned of what had happened, he wrote this poem , his first, and presented it to the school principal and the bereaved families of the town and Madrid. Fernando's family liked it so much that it was used in two languages at the Memorial Mass in Madrid and is printed on his Memorial card.

The message:
Don't cry for me, I beg you please
With God's help, your pain will ease
Don't despair, it's in Gods plan
Why I was called to this promised land.

To cry for me just now is wrong
My death will make you really strong
In life the thought of death is fear
Please don't worry, it's peaceful here.
It's in your thoughts, I wish to stay
Please don't forget for me to pray
Remember all the little things
For you're the wind beneath my wings.

It's hard for you, from me to part
It'll keep you all within my heart
Your smiling face is like a ray
That's why I'm never far away

Desde el cielo
No lloreis por mi, os lo pido por favor,
Con la ayuda de Dios vuestro dolor se aliviará
No desepereis, está en el plan de Dios
El haberme traido a esta tierra prometida

No es bueno que lloreis por mi ahora
Pues mi muerte os va a hacer muy fuertes.
En vida pensar en la muerte produce temor,
Por favor no os preocupeis, hay mucha paz aqui.

Es en vuestro interior donde quiero permanecer
y no os olvideis de rezar por mi
Recordad todas las cosas perqueñas
porque sois el viento que sopla mis alas

Es duro para vosotros el separaros de mi
Pero yo os guardaré a todas en mi desde aqui.
Vuestras caras sonrientes serán como un rayo de sol
Que demostrara que no estare lejos de vosotros jamás