The old house of flowers Of this side of the street, the old house of flowers, the other side of the street, the rose abandoned In the desert seedbed. Of this side of the street, the door of the house, the flowers if offer Without modesty some, Of the other side of the street, to be stolen rose, Made cautious girl. Of this side of the street the flowers witherings in the sidewalk Have its price, Of the other of the street the coveted rose; never kissed. Of this side of the street, insinuosas Flowers, Of the other side of the street a rose button Waiting to be stolen. Of this side of the street, sad Flowers without enchantment Of the other side of the street, the rose, never deflorated. Each look that aims a rose, possesss It a little I have also it we eyes, and in the heart. Salomo Alcantra J.Nunez the Imparcialismo
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