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esposa querida
llevo a cabo su corazĂłn
a lo largo de una orilla
nunca en toda mi vida
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
en su tienda guardada
si era muy seguro
he sabido el silencio de las estrellas y del mar
el viejo oeste, el viejo tiempo
mi amor verdadero de su almohadilla se levantĂł
no esté enojado con mí
travails de la tierra
ésta es la canción de la juventud
hermano, soy fuego

 



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