Eternal springtime
There is in my garden
Very deep in my heart
An eternal springtime
Where the flowers
Remain as buds
To open their petals
They do not want
Because in the calyx
Imprinted is forever
The image of my youth
Those flowers
Only when receiving
The tender kiss of the Aurora
Its fragrances will exhale
And in the nights of full moon
When lullaby by the wind
With its songs of love
Then and only then
You will hear
The hymns of praise
To GOD.
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