lover, released for battle…

Every lover serves.
Ovid. Amores *

lover, released for battle,
Thyrsus left to stagnate in the flowers,
Do not defeat the transparent fabric
On the one nebridoy shoulders.

But shuddered thyrsus - and passionate lyrics
Povit mystery words,
And a great lover
Already dizzy.

And tirsonostsu looked into the eyes
A Bacchanalian ecstasy,
I breathed toward the rustling night,
And shook the thyrsus was the last time… –

With sawdust you forget
AND, make war entering, I will not lie,
Believing future miracle
More on this coast.

16 November 1901

*Fighting every lover.
Obed. love songs (Lat.). - Red.

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