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podrĂ­amos sino saber
aunque repine del amor, y rozadura de la razĂłn
de'bil-se va volando la canciĂłn
estoy muriendo
una vez este césped suave
mi hijo es muerto y soy persiana que va
pájaros contra el viento de abril
soporte aquĂ­ por mi lado
sueño, hermano gris de la muerte
dentro de mi mano sostengo
pero alas, sueños justos
expresemos nuestras pasiones más bajas
he echado el mundo
muy bien, usted liberales

 



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