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Of Silver
When I die, this request I make to you,
With your braids,
Braids of your raven hair,
Tie my hands together.
Such is the love I have for you,
That though it were made of silver,
There would be no man in all of Spain
Richer than I am.
Guest la 2017-10-10Traduceri ale cântecului "De Plata"
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