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cuando miraba en sus ojos
lo vi una vez antes
en el puerto de York nueva
la oscuridad roba las formas de todas las reinas
en sus regimentals desiguales
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
esposa querida
ella era una belleza en los días
los cielos que eran ashen y sobrio
veré una estrella esta noche
rosas y oro

 



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