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romantic love poem

eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
deve ir para trás, disse
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
diz de épocas velhas boas
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
duas fileiras dos repolhos
renove a visão do prazer
os arcos da ponte vermelha
eu amei uma mulher
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
esplêndido e terrível seu amor

 



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