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estos corazones fueron tejidos de alegrías y de cuidados humanos
de la canción y del sueño para ido siempre
debajo de la luna de la cosecha
si muero, piense solamente esto en mí
quién nombrará el viento
todos tragan los años
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
era muchas y mucho hace un año
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío
mi hijo es muerto y soy persiana que va
las sombras de las naves
déme
sobre el río, en la colina
cántele otra vez a canción cantado

 



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