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"Yo que soy un intruso en los jardines
Que has prodigado a la plural memoria
Del porvenir, quise cantar la gloria
Que hacia el azul erigen tus violines."
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A Johannes Brahms
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"An intruder in the gardens
That you have squandered to the plural memory
Of the future, I wished to sing of the glory
That your violins erected to the azure."
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To Johannes Brahms. The Iron Coin.
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