still we have lost this sunset
nobody this evening saw to us with the united hands
while the blue wind fell over the world
I have seen from my window
I have seen from my window
the festivity of placing on far mounts
sometimes, like one currency
a sun piece was caught fire between the hands
I remembered to you with the tight spirit
from that sadness that you know to me
(P. Neruda)
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