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él habla no bien
nosotros que estaban parados
por completo de rasgones
vea, de esta falsificación de él
cómo como las estrellas es este el blanco, las caras sin nombre
de la canción y del sueño para ido siempre
sobre el río hacen señas a mí
tres días los oí afligirse cuando pongo absolutamente
mi amor verdadero de su almohadilla se levantó
nuestros momentos agradables vuelan
usted recuerda
él incluso tendría su broma

 



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