Do you remember this place
Oh woman of my youth?
This lone path before the bridge?
I met you here, on this path.
You whose hair is black and long,
And legs straight like a pillar.
You remember when you sang that song?
That made my body and bones shiver!
I looked into your eyes
It was like blue diamond!
Then the wind came and surprised us;
Our clothes touched and sealed our bond!
You were the woman of my youth,
Now we are as far as heaven and earth!
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