.New Orleans
a primeros de abril
en el noventa y cuatro
El está condenado a morir>por amar demasiado
Si quisieras ahora venir>y acabar de una vez con mi vida
yo te lo pido blanca mujer>que me lleves a tu eterna guarida.
Tengo tantas ganas de ti
pero no puedo lle.
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