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𝘊𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳
𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘳é,
𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦
𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘨𝘪𝘰 𝘥𝘦 /
𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘥,
𝘮ú𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦
𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘢
𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 /
𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘴
𝘣𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘯
𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘴í𝘢,
𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 /
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘮𝘦
𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘫𝘦𝘳
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳
𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘥,
𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦
𝘣𝘰𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘢,
𝘺 𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘥𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘴,
𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘰,
𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢ñ𝘢𝘥𝘰,
𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘰
𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘳,
𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢
𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢
𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘴
𝘩𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘴,
𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘰
𝘤𝘰𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘰
𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳
𝘮𝘢𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘰 /
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘦
𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘢
𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘦𝘭
𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘳,
6.45,
𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘭 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘢
𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘶𝘯 𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘥í𝘢,
𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘢,
𝘯𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘦
𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘦
𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘵á.
𝘝í𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘢
𝘌𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢
𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘉𝘖 - 𝘊Ó𝘙𝘋𝘖𝘉𝘈 - 𝘈𝘙𝘎𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘈
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