Give the blade, mill, wheat
to snow. Dale
stone, water,
to put it meek. Dale
the mill, air, even the endless
. Dale
air, goatherd, whistle
until tender. Dale
the goatherd, mount,
to leave still.
Dale to the mountain, star,
until it becomes sky.
Dale, God, my soul,
to perfect.
Dale dale dale,
mill stone and air,
goatherd, mountain, star,
dale dale that long.
Dale dale, God,
ay!
to perfection.
Miguel Hernández
Joan Manuel Serrat
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