cabalgó tanka en espanol
cabalgó sobre los hombros del otoño— abrígame las cienes con la luz de éste último verano
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I am the child riding on the shoulders of autumn— shelter me with the light of last summer's leaves
In a country between life and death
In a country between life and death it's really strange that thing about our sexes flying but every time I'd enter you I'd hear a large flock of birds inside your forest and our sexes would resurrect like butterflies dazzled by fire in a country between life and death where economics is a science small investors of the soul are bamboozled on Wall Street Tenderness salaries are low and injustice in the World Market of Love is persistent ...I lift my soul to my nose to feel your perfume birds glide out of your sex no, further than that they come out of everything you value everything you give.