¿por qué me acaricia, por qué me enternece
esa canción dulce, llorosa e incierta que apaciblemente muere en la ventana a las tibias auras del jardín abierta...?
Aria de antaño | Paul Verlaine

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¿por qué me acaricia, por qué me enternece
esa canción dulce, llorosa e incierta que apaciblemente muere en la ventana a las tibias auras del jardín abierta...?
Aria de antaño | Paul Verlaine