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Слушать(AI)I Only Wish To Love You
I only wish to love youA storm fills the valleyA fish the river I have made you the size of my
The whole world to hide
Days and nights to understand To see no more in your
Than what I think of
And a world in your image And days and nights ruled by your eyelids.
Paul Eluard
Paul Éluard, born Eugène Émile Paul Grindel; 14 December 1895 – 18 November 1952), was a French poet and one of the founders of the Surrealist m
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