and the days, the first days of summer...
the first days
in the orchards of sabra and olive trees
a silent breeze
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walked past a dirt road
days of harvest, days of songs and melodies
days of harvest, days of songs and melodies
walked past a dirt road
the first days of summer
a fair maiden, in gold embroidered threads
in velvet fabric
a ball of crystal, in the hands of a warlock
appears transparent
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and who had the same form of youthfulness
you want to ask
he had gone, in the clothes of a king´s son
a prince of hades
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