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y mi nombre es veraz
déjeme moverse lentamente a través de la calle
como él de quién alcohol en el resplandor del mediodía
con alegría y maravilla
la noche era negra y drear
tenía un sueño y me desperté con él
ochenta años han pasado, y más
el rodillo triste del tambor amortiguado tiene golpe
nuestros momentos agradables vuelan
las verdades tremendas éstos sean
viejo vino a beber

 



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