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La Luna está enganchada
por el cielo. Con su face de oro; con su luz maravillosa y con grandeza suya, nos hace mirandola cada noche cuando el cielo está claro. La Luna, madre de las noches ne mira de su reino con ojos de fuego y con alegria nos da su luz para qué nos seremos feliz.
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