Quiero escribir del amigo
en esta lluviosa tarde,
ojal谩 mi alma no guarde
mi sensible sentimiento.
Sabe mi Dios que no miento
al expresar mi raz贸n,
y me sobra coraz贸n,
alma, cari帽o y aliento.
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