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Those grumbles of the piano given off at intervals, sleepy sirens that evoke your white hand, do not spread their melancholy sound through the air in vain; because in the secret mansion where my passion is hidden, to each note responds an echo of the heart. |
Esas quejas del piano a intervalos desprendidas, sirenas adormecidas que evoca tu blanca mano, no esparcen al aire en vano el melancólico son; pues de la oculta mansión en que mi pasión se esconde, a cada nota responde un eco del corazón. |
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