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Poem by Federico Garcia Lorca:

The Song of the First Desire

On the green morning,
I wished to be a heart.
A heart.

And in the late evening,
I wished to be a nightingale.
A nightingale.

(O soul,
be red like an orange.
O soul,
be red like love.)

On the lively morning,
I wished to be myself.
A heart.

And when evening falls,
I wished to be my voice.
A nightingale.

O soul,
be red like an orange.
O soul,
be red like love!

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