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lost in her heart
she dances like a butterfly
in the meadow
she floats like a paper
blown by wind
i heard she's black
yet at night she glitters
i heard she's fierce like a lion
yet gentle like a gazelle
i'm not afraid to get lost
in her heart
and not be found by another lassie
i'm afraid to be found the world alone
without my señorita
© Isaac Neruda
in the meadow
she floats like a paper
blown by wind
i heard she's black
yet at night she glitters
i heard she's fierce like a lion
yet gentle like a gazelle
i'm not afraid to get lost
in her heart
and not be found by another lassie
i'm afraid to be found the world alone
without my señorita
© Isaac Neruda
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