There is an old legend of the Sioux Indians who once reached the tent of the old warlock of the tribe, holding hands, "John", the most brave and honorable of the young warriors, and "Jenny" the daughter of the chief and One of the most beautiful women of the tribe.

"We love each other," the young man began.

"And we're getting married," she said.

- And we love each other so much that we're afraid. We want a spell, an incantation, a talisman. Something that guarantees that we will always be together. Let us assure ourselves that we will be side by side until we find Manitú on the day of death.

- Please - they repeated - is there anything we can do?

The old man looked at them and was excited to see them so young, so in love, so longing for his word.

"There's something ..." the old man said after a long pause. But I do not know ... it's a very difficult and sacrificed task.

"It does not matter," they said. Whatever it is, "said John.

"Well," said the wizard, "Jenny, do you see the mountain north of our village?" You must climb it alone and no more weapons than a net and your hands, and you must hunt the most beautiful and vigorous falcon of the mountain. If you catch him, you must bring him here alive the third day after the full moon. Did you understand?

She nodded in silence.

"And you, John," continued the wizard, "must climb the Thunder Mountain; When you reach the top, you will find the bravest of all the eagles and, with your hands and a net, you must catch her without injuries and bring her before me, alive, the same day Jenny ... leave now !.

The young men looked at each other with tenderness and after a fleeting smile they went out to fulfill the mission entrusted, she to the north, he to the south .... On the established day, in front of the witch shop, the two young men waited with cloth bags containing the requested birds.

The old man asked them to be carefully removed from the bags. The young men did it and exposed the hunted birds before the old man's approval. They were truly beautiful specimens, undoubtedly the best of their lineage.

"Were they flying high?" Asked the wizard.

- Yes, definitely. As you asked ... and now? Asked the young man, "will we kill them and drink the honor of their blood?"

"No," said the old man.

"We will cook them and eat the courage in their flesh," she suggested.

"No," said the old man. They will do as I say: Take the birds and tie them with their paws with these strips of leather ... When they have knotted, let them loose and fly free.

The warrior and the young woman did as they were asked and the birds were released. The eagle and the hawk attempted to lift flight but only managed to roll on the floor. A few minutes later, irritated by their inability, the birds pounced on each other until they were injured.

This is the spell ...

-Never forget what you have seen. You are like an eagle and a hawk; If you tie one to the other, even if you do it out of love, you will not only be crawling, but sooner or later you will begin to hurt each other.

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Moral on marriage: If you want the love between you to last, fly together but never tied