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Слушать(AI)Tell Me Is The Rose Naked
Tell me, is the rose naked Or is that her only dress?.
Why do trees
The splendor of their roots?.
Who hears the
Of the thieving automobile?.
Is there anything in the world
Than a train standing in the rain?.
Pablo Neruda
Ricardo Eliécer Neftalí Reyes Basoalto (12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973), better known by his pen name and, later, legal name Pablo Neruda (/nə
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