Barbra Streisand
Classical Barbra
Secret love
Across treetops and seeds
Into the shine -
Who can guess it?
Who caught up with it ?
Thoughts sway,
The night is silent,
Thoughts are free.
Guess just one,
We thought of her
While listening to the noise of the groves,
When no one watches more
As the clouds that fly -
My love is secretive
And beautiful as the night.

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