| Descrição: | Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the fairest of them all?
Asked Mother Nature uncovered in veils
Bashfully the Water replied:
You can see the truth herein!
For my surface knows no lies,
Shows your face of multiple skies
And if you, my love, wish to be adored
Lay down on my quietness,
Sleep gently on my paleness,
For I have no arms to hold you near,
No lips to kiss you, my dear…
Only my cold body to show you my lonely pain,
To love you as deep as I cannot be in vain…!
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