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lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra
sacudaro mi pelo en el viento de la mańana
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
ella era una belleza en los días
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
de largo hace, en el claro de luna joven
dentro de este sepulcro humilde un conqueror miente

 



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