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And that the gloom, when the heart - day
Spoiled from the heat languished,
Immersed in ambulatory inspirations
And without wine of thirst crazed.

And that darkness?... Bonfires and candles
Eager and make a revelation.
When lust fills grooves
Then the light appears inspiration.

Breathe in chains pretty hands
And melt the chances of the messenger of sorrow.
Desire take-off constrains the hood,
But the heart has the inevitable resistance.

The fact that the darkness, like a riot shower
In colors of red and green.
Let us not give birth to willow and pears, -
We the carpet lay in the sun maples.

Me dreamy sadness -
Insect sun of eternity covered.
Sounds unbearable wormwood unfortunately
The darkness evades duty.

And that darkness? Out of the smoke pectoral...