"Los suspiros son aire y van al aire,
Las lágrimas son agua y van al mar",
Los días se esfuman como el viento,
Los sueños, ¿quién los va a guardar?
Oh, naturaleza, dime tú:
Cuando se termina la vida,
¿Sabes tú adónde va?
¿Y sabes tú si se olvida?
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