Talvez seja a mesma cotovia maravilhosa que canta suavemente
Todas as manhãs no céu sobre o meu telhado.
Perchance it is the same lark witch sings sweetly,
Every morn in the sky above my roof.
Naitō Jōsō
Posted on Sunday, 17 July 2011
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