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IT

Come on, you take cold.

IT

I do not; I'm a little tired.
I would always listen to the horn!

IT

Say, do you want your clothing to my Being distracted?

IT

You know; but it is so pure window ...

IT

Ah! your eyes have betrayed me to know the Ideal;
And I want the whole universe of my being!
Say, do you?

IT

Before this universe, too, I want women;
That's why you know. But what! did not you not me
Taken any already? through your eyes without fighting!
At Mass, when the great Alleluia,
Did you not get my soul?

IT

Yes I am; but the One Act want our oath
Be baptized roses for your new cross;
Your eyes are fatal, but your destiny is calling me,
Because he knows that to be born to harvest mutuals
I must caress you particularly well:

See my palace! you will see what a life!
I have big lexicons and photographs,

Water, fruit, many tobacco
Me, more naive qu'hypocondre,
Vibrant tact to melt me,
Drenched in celibats.
Good and great as beasts,
Picky but wrapped
Unconscious but esthete
Oh! do you want us to go
Towards the poles you are?

See my sailboat! see my jugglers!
You will look after the flowers from my flower boat .

You will see that there is more than I spread,
And what big purple mourning are my local color,

And my eyes are these vases Election
Danaides where we puiserions endless!

Lovely meadows,
Far muzzles people;
And, under changing skies,
Many hammocks unbreakable!

In the gardens
Our instincts
Will gather
What heal ...

Battleships calluses mainte experience
Not putting me in their credentials,
Organs of my senses will be your martyrs
Towards heaven without dying echoes Star!

IT

You know; but everything is so disappointing! these things
Poignent me, after all, a surefire excitement!
Tell me about your life, or stunned me.
Because I feel dark, and I do not know why,
I unfairly compared to flowers bloom ...

IT

You'll see, it's a dream. And you awaken you
Finally cured of evil pushing alone.
Then my convalescent fine of Mystery,
We will treat you well, night and day, alone on earth.
You see?

IT

You know. Ah, if you knew! because thou hast taken me!
Beyond! with your eyes, which are enough for me.
Yes, your eyes will now francs my church.
Only with our eyes,
Then seal our oath?

IT

Come, fall asleep, mortal bride.
There, in my loyal arms, cradled on my big heart,
Suffocate scents of the one thought
That life is sincere and made me stronger.

IT

Hey, you do not hear that horn; you know, this horn ...

IT

Angel of Loyalty has fucked both temples;
She now sleeps in the corner of my lamp.
O Night,
Make yourself distant
With your trolling
That noise!

O universal failure!
My only harvest will be born to each other!
For heavy roses of love
She will lose, lys pubescent,
Shades so solitary
To be, in turn,
Lady-in-waiting
Maia!

Alleluia!
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