A fondness I have for your accent,
an appetite for your company
and a condition of melancholy
by the absence of air in your wind.
Patience needs my torment,
urgency of your heron Galani,
solar your clemency my cold days, your assistance
wound that story.
querencia Ay, disease and hunger!:
substantial your kisses, my livelihood,
me and I'm missing on May.
want to come, flower, in your absence,
to calm the temple of thought
that relieves me his eternal beam.
(A fondness I have for your accent, "Miguel Hernández)
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