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apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
el sol caminĂł abajo de su trono de oro
le detesté
no hay presa yo de pensamientos pobres
el relámpago destellaba, y levantó
pienso a menudo en la ciudad hermosa
cuando, lleno de amor caliente e impaciente
fuera de mĂ­ indigno y desconocido
el amanecer era verde
tan perdido
algunos de los daños que usted ha curado
vi las nubes entre las colinas

 



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