Just tell me what you have done
Of our sweet home
Cradle that one day was the joy
Of all that place
Tears pour , the site
That tends to desolate
And it is because of not seeing you queen, that one day
You left that place
The goldfinch has already moved away
From that leafy carob tree
And even the jobo bush
He shows us signs of pain
The siege has left
And I, in love, cry for his love
And It's for the sitierÃÂa
As if it were a day that lacks the sun

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