I    you to know

        ohing.

        You know his is:

        if I look

        at tal moon, at the red branch

        of tumn at my window,

        if I touch

        he fire

        the impalpable ash

        or the log,

        everyto you,

        as if everyt exists,

        aromas, ligals,

        tle boats

        t sail

        to    for me.

        ell, now,

        if little by little you stop loving me

        I sop loving you little by little.

        If suddenly

        you fet me

        do not look for me,

        for I sten you.

        If you t long and mad,

        the wind of banners

        t passes through my life,

        and you decide

        to leave me at the shore

        of t ws,

        remember

        t on t day,

        at t hour,

        I s my arms

        and my roots    off

        to seek another land.

        But

        if each day,

        each hour,

        you feel t you are destined for me

        ness,

        if each day a flower

        climbs up to your lips to seek me,

        ah my love, ah my own,

        in me all t fire is repeated,

        iinguisten,

        my love feeds on your love, beloved,

        and as long as you live it will be in your arms

        leaving mine.
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