from land to land,
and in my breast
Spring wakens too;
and my regret
Becomes and April
violet,
And buds and blossoms
like the rest.
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No havía vist la foto de la bella Dama amb el fons del pati nevat. Es talment com si visquessis a Suecia ! :)
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