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esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
nuestros momentos agradables vuelan
la noche es oscura, y los vientos del invierno
tristemente hablando
déjeme ser triste
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
todos esos tesoros que mienten
he echado el mundo
materia de la luna
usted piensa, mi muchacho, cuando pongo mis brazos alrededor de usted

 



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