E l moved unnoticed time and enjoyed;
your garland of love, flourished the kingdom. Stranger
of your lyrics
a goblin steps
see you run around the field of feelings.
Father of many words and few hints of melancholy child
many joys and few tears.
Alla voy!
Pirandome of days past
living your day with your love garlands
and celebrations of children with
cry I sing this song, my dear
father of the interior.
S ento
not know friend, so thank you for your poem.
Francesc
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