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en la medianoche
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
el viejo oeste, el viejo tiempo
es usted despierto?
su cara es justa y lisa y fina
no me quemo ningún incienso
sé lo que usted va a decir
déme
es verdad que usted dice que los dioses son más uso a usted que hadas
era muchas y mucho hace un año
cómoyo ayude a la derecha al mundo que va mal
le hizo oyen hablar siempre
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido
de la canción y del sueño para ido siempre

 



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