“Sé cómo llegaste a mí en un éxtasis divino eres el resplandor en el límite en que la orilla besa al mar cómo hacer para saber en la noche azul, el rumbo si es que tus ojos no me ven?
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“So we’ll go no more a-roving so late into the night though the heart be still as loving and the moon be still as bright.
“I was dancing with my darlin’ to the Tennessee Waltz when an old friend I happened to see introduced him to my loved one and while they were waltzing my friend stole my sweetheart from me.
“No words this time? No words. No, there are times when nothing can be done. Not this time. Is it censorship? Is it censorship? No, it’s evaporation. No, it’s evaporation. Is this leading somewhere? Yes. We’re going down the lane. […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…