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𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢
𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢,
𝘺 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘫𝘢
𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘰
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘴
𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘴,
𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘻á𝘴
𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰
𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘪
𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘰,
𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘰
𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰
𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘦
𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘤í,
𝘧𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘪ó𝘯,
𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷é 𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳
𝘥𝘦 𝘶𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭
𝘺 𝘢𝘩í 𝘵𝘦 𝘷𝘪,
𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘳é 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘴,
𝘺 𝘵𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘫𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦
𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘰
𝘈𝘔𝘖𝘙,
𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵ó
𝘵𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢,
𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨ó 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘵𝘶 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘮𝘦,
𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘻𝘶𝘳𝘢
𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘶 𝘷𝘰𝘻
𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘰 𝘢
𝘮𝘶𝘫𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭,
𝘵𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢
𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘶𝘯 𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘰
𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘶𝘳𝘢
𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘳,
𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘮𝘢
𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘫𝘦𝘳𝘢
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘢 𝘦𝘯
𝘴𝘶 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘰 /
𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘫𝘦
𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘻ó𝘯
𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘦𝘯
𝘴𝘶 𝘷𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘰,
𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦
𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘢,
𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘴
𝘱𝘶𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘳,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘨ú𝘯
𝘥í𝘢 𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘺
𝘩𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘪𝘥𝘰
𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢ñ𝘢𝘴,
𝘢𝘴í 𝘴𝘶 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘳,
𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘢
𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘻.
𝘝í𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘢
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