Yesterday - alone - you and me, sitting, In the night came when contemplate: Complainant and the Mansa viração meadow I kissed his face and fondle the breast; That pulsate in the distance as the sea ... And there in the sky these rubies ployed Shining unless you look alive!
With his hand on my, in quiet augusto, You scared me speak without lying, And the virgin that never reveals the passion, It passed me in dreams as well beautiful! Seeing tonight pure and beautiful as you, I told the stars - then the sky with it! He said to your eyes - give love to me!
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