Hold my
hand and don’t let go,
said the
sea as he saw the river go.
Hold my
hand and don’t let go,
said the
sand to mountain and stone.
Be my guide
and be my eyes
as we see
the moon in the skies,
I will see
you soon as my bride.
Oh I will
see you soon
you and I
beneath the moon,
Oh I shall
give you the moon
you and I
inside my room.
Hay a alguien a quien le encanta este poema... y eso que a mi no me parece de los mejores.
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