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cimoreneshe comes when the empire falls and shines on crumbling walls
oh, make sense of me, night, i can see so much from this cold height
the moon said 'oh, darkness, my work is done; i've poured this bottle of light from the sun...'
el que está triste, censura al alegre de liviano; y el que está alegre, se burla de ver al triste penando.
oh, make sense of me, night, i can see so much from this cold height
the moon said 'oh, darkness, my work is done; i've poured this bottle of light from the sun...'
el que está triste, censura al alegre de liviano; y el que está alegre, se burla de ver al triste penando.
