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hace usted no oír
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
a lo largo de los bancos
con alegría y maravilla
vea que me doy usted
ahora que me he refrescado a usted
tengo que decir buonas noches
escrito en una noche del vuelo

 



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