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cuando el velo de los ojos se levanta
él vino tomarme por la mano
de la canción y del sueño para ido siempre
dice de buenas viejas épocas
el amanecer era verde
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
pájaros contra el viento de abril
se van los tres, esas hermanas raras
no puedo sentir siempre su greatness

 



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