The time for negotiation has arrived. The fights are over. We have lost brothers, cousins and nephews from both sides of the alley. We'll meet at the old printing shop and see what we can do. Upon entering, oh surprise: the Capulet poses next to the Montague. They just got married in the port chapel and are leaving the neighborhood right now. They summoned us to show how useless it was to feed all the ancestral hatred, if ultimately from that same pool of blood to which everyone contributed, this love that they are willing to defend was born, he with his metal bar, she with her six bullets in the barrel.
Llegó el momento de la negociación. Se acabaron las peleas. Hemos perdido hermanos, primos y sobrinos de ambos lados del callejón. Nos reuniremos en la vieja imprenta y veremos qué podemos hacer. Al entrar, oh sorpresa: la Capuleto posa al lado del Montesco. Ellos se acaban de casar en la capilla del puerto y se van ahora mismo del barrio. Nos citaron para mostrar lo inútil que fue alimentar todo el odio ancestral, si en definitiva desde ese mismo charco de sangre al que todos contribuyeron nació este amor que están dispuestos a defender. El con su barra de metal, ella con sus seis balas en el barril.
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