Conteverde
14 mar 21
DeRank ™: 5,40
Galt MacDermot - Let The Sunshine In
World at random, without surface and without bottom,
Birth and death mix their contagion
In the folds of the earth and the confounded sky.
I have separated nothing but doubled my heart.
By loving, I created everything: real, imaginary.
I gave her reason, her shape, her warmth
And her immortal role to the one who enlightens me.
P. Eluard
World at random, without surface and without bottom,
Birth and death mix their contagion
In the folds of the earth and the confounded sky.
I have separated nothing but doubled my heart.
By loving, I created everything: real, imaginary.
I gave her reason, her shape, her warmth
And her immortal role to the one who enlightens me.
P. Eluard
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