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hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
vi con los ojos abiertos
mi amor verdadero de su almohadilla se levantó
el más triste del año
las naves están mintiendo en la bahía
gaily a través de los campos bailamos
deje una subsistencia de la alegría usted
mientras que estaba parado escuchar, discreto mudo
porqué son las cosas que no tienen ninguna muerte
si muero, piense solamente esto en mí
quién ama la lluvia
fuera del mar chispeante

 



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