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el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
estoy viejo y oculto
no se aflija que encima
tiene usted el caminar visto a través de la aldea
sol y viento y golpe del mar
mi madre me enseńó que cada noche
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
plantemos
sobre ellas todas, mirando abajo
el viejo oeste, el viejo tiempo
en la tierra silenciosa
la pienso espléndido justo
y con el pájaro del tarareo
las cortinas de la noche caían rápidamente

 



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