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nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
al amante apasionado
había un strangeness en sus labios
hasta su ventana del compartimiento
la medianoche pasada
las cortinas de la noche caían rápidamente
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
la nieve susurra sobre mí
pueden hablar de amor en una cabaña
quién nombrará el viento

 



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