EL VIENTO
This wind, this wind, it batters even
the mineshaft's beams - how long
and how strong can it ever be? Should
I stand by and see? It nears another
day's end, and I have nowhere to go.
So, I tire of being battered all day,
but I think I'll stay.
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The night sky, on a day like this was,
is usually quite deep and quite dark.
I like mysteries of that sort, and all
those thousands of stars that I can see,
(I'm guessing), won't sate my appetite
for more. Nay, will whet it for sure!
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