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Verse 1
In eighteen thirteen the city burned bright, Donostia screaming in the fire’s light.
Smoke covered the endless bay,
The wave returned, strong to stay.

Verse 2
A young carpenter, no soldier, no lord, With water and blankets fought flames adored.
The houses fell under the sun’s glare, But he kept charred wood as a symbol to bear.

Chorus
The fire tried to erase our name,
The wave returned, we rose again.
From the ashes the song was born, Our beating hearts grew more strong.

Verse 3
When the fire was gone and the foe withdrew, The craftsmen rose, building life anew.
Among sand and salt they carved out peace, The city reborn, its strength increased.

Bridge
The elder showed the burned wood high, “We are the wave, we never die.”
Children listened, learning the tale, From fire and wave, our souls prevail.

Final Chorus
The fire tried to erase our name,
The wave returned, we rose again.
From the ashes the song was born, Donostia lives in eternal bond.

Story
The Flame and the Wave
In the summer of 1813, when invading troops set fire to San Sebastián, the city became a hell of wood and smoke. The narrow streets burned like blazing veins, and the echo of cannons mingled with the cries of those fleeing toward the bay.
Among them stood an anonymous young man, a carpenter from the Old Town. He was neither a soldier nor a nobleman, but he knew every alleyway as if it were the grain of the wood he carved. When the arsonists advanced, the young man gathered neighbors and sailors, and with buckets of water, damp blankets, and sheer determination, they tried to stop the flames that devoured the houses.

They couldn't save much. The city fell; the flames reduced almost everything to ashes, and the invaders left behind a landscape of ruins. But the young man did not give up. Amid the ashes, he picked up a piece of charred wood and kept it as a symbol: "From this, something new will be born."

The Restoration
When the invaders left and the smoke cleared, the young man became one of the leaders of the reconstruction. With other artisans, he set up makeshift workshops. Amidst the sand and salt spray, they began to carve beams, raise walls, and breathe life back into the streets.
The city was reborn little by little. The new houses stood stronger, the squares filled with voices, and the bells rang out once more. San Sebastián did not forget the fire, but learned to see it as a rebirth.

The anonymous figure, now elderly, used to stroll through the Old Town and show the children that piece of burnt wood. He would tell them:

“The fire tried to erase us, but we are the waves: we always return, stronger, more resolute in our convictions.”

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