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las estrellas cayeron de cielo
vea, de esta falsificación de él
los hice una oferta todo el adiós
dentro de este sepulcro humilde un conqueror miente
bucks negros gordos en un cuarto del vino-barril
cuando volví en la puesta del sol
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
porqué tan es triste mi encantador?
splendor dulce
por completo de rasgones
aquí cae ninguna luz

 



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