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spanish poem

para a verdade, para o amor
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
eu quero saber onde você vive
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
eu resido na montanha da tabela
os céus que eram ashen e sober
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
veio fazer exame de me pela mão

 



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