My wife will come to see me. She is black and beautiful as the Africans women are. She will come to see me because she knows I live so alone. She will bring with her some friends to make me feel better accompanied. Yes, yes: my wife loves me! These friends which she will bring, they are called by the people of this land — stars!
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I would like to translate this poem
Beloved wife and her friends For washing the boring loneliness! Wonderful romance....