
in each yarn that Orquidea
recolentando the nectar that fascinates.
If I had a fine silk in my hands
a raindrop would Gliding
in each petal of the Orquidea
smell permeating the freaks.
If I had that in my hands
Orchid would be a melody in my life
giving concerts Fantasies ...
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