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spanish poem

vi las nubes entre las colinas
escuche
el sol está para arriba
el pasar a través de las paredes amontonadas y feas
porqué tan es triste mi encantador?
no éramos muchos
puesto que, si usted hizo una pausa mi lado hoy
tiene usted el caminar visto a través de la aldea
con rojo de la sangre de los labios y el corazón de la piedra
algunos de los daños que usted ha curado
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
travails de la tierra

 



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