i dream of you

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Long days frolicking in the fields of yesteryear
in the light of a striking obscure contrasted light
walking incessantly in the sandstone of the tides and winds
a shiver of freedom takes hold of me.

To find again oneself around a pure meal;
pleasant it was. A reflection of a sweet look lets me contemplate the heaven of good omen,
where Nature is reborn shining with freshness.

serene and clear, the tide of wheat came up to my knees.

oh, my love for you runs so deep through my veins
that i dream of you in spite of pain.

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