... The water washes the ivy;
dark green water breaks;
lava stone water ...
And in my burning heart,
rain, rain gently
Be the horizon sad
does the landscape no longer exists?;
one day rose
persists in pale western ...
Rain down gently.
My face falls into my hand
Ni a woman or a brother!
my youth pass in vain!
- My hand leaves my face ... -
Rain down gently!
Late rains, late, lamented?
that although there was a dawning sun
not get my time
bright and flourishing!
raining, gently weeps!
dark green water breaks;
lava stone water ...
And in my burning heart,
rain, rain gently
Be the horizon sad
does the landscape no longer exists?;
one day rose
persists in pale western ...
Rain down gently.
My face falls into my hand
Ni a woman or a brother!
my youth pass in vain!
- My hand leaves my face ... -
Rain down gently!
Late rains, late, lamented?
that although there was a dawning sun
not get my time
bright and flourishing!
raining, gently weeps!
(Juan Ramón Jiménez)
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