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debajo de un árbol de la castańa que se separa
todavía trece ańos
fui arriba y abajo de las calles
splendor dulce
amo las viejas endechas melodious
no esté enojado con mí
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
y como caminamos la hierba fue revuelta débilmente
pero alas, sueńos justos
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan

 



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