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When I wake up when the dawn breaks

I curse the time, because so fugáz,

the time has passed and I at her side

 would like to stay a little bit longer.

I look at her face sinking the pillow,

 wanted to kiss her, but I did not dare

the dream is sweetest at dawn

and wishpering i say so long.

 while the day is slowly spent

my anxiety increases to return to her

 to love her, one night is not enough

the day is eternal if it is not with her.

Author: Máriocaba.

NY NOV. 1987NOV. 1987.