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When the evening languishes, the shadows are reborn, and in the silence the coffeehouses feel again.
That sad love song of the old queen who in the night lethargy seems to moan.
When the evening languishes, the shadows are reborn, and in the silence the coffeehouses feel again.
That sad love song of the old queen who in the night lethargy seems to moan.
A sorrow of love and sorrow Comes on Saturday Manuel in his bitterness.