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From so often traveling in a region
not charted in books
I grew accustomed to stubborn lands
where nobody asked me whether I like lettuces
or if I prefer mint like the elephants devour.
And from offering no answers,
I have a yellow heart.
De tanto andar una región
que no figuraba en los libros
me acostumbré a las tierras tercas
en que nadie me preguntaba
si me gustaban las lechugas
o si prefería la menta
que devoravan los elefantes.
Y de tanto no responder
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2 comments:
falta uma estrofe
tengo el corazón amarillo
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