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vivido por la orilla
suavemente ahora la luz del día
en septiembre
cuando la noche mandila a lo largo de las calles de la ciudad
estoy muriendo
al revés, dé vuelta al revés
si había sabido el estrecho una prisión es amor
en sus brazos estaba el placer inmóvil
porqué tan es triste mi encantador?
el amanecer era verde
todo mi amor para mi dulce
algunos de los daños que usted ha curado
al lado de un campo afectado

 



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