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sombras coas alas que barren cerca
cuando los mar-vientos perforaron nuestras soledades
cuando las horas del día se numeran
una tormenta está montando en la marea
dije, yo he cerrado mi corazón
tormenta
no esté enojado con mí
arqueó la inundación
había tres en el prado al lado del arroyo
oí el viento todo el dia
miré sobre el cielo glorioso
se van los tres, esas hermanas raras
por la orilla, por el mar

 



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