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Belchite Belchite


OLD VERSES Belchite

From your window
mine threw me a lemon.
Lemon
fell on the ground And the blow to my heart.

The word you gave me
On the way
source water As word
He took power.


Take a look through the window I do not want, I'll fall. Check
-arms in the air as I gather you
.

With the sun send me letters.
With the moon brightness.
With the morning star
That I love you, you know.

Never mind that the calendar,
The Nightingale and the Sing for comfort
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If there is no consolation to me!

The feeling I think I'm singing joyful

And I'm like the bird
That, if not sing, it dies.