I am looking for a place

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I am looking for a place of fine emotion
and I could find it in a fine heart
and I could love with just reason.
A dwelling sun, breezes in scent
in its pure love and sweet the poma,
fine is the taste if the sun peeks out.
The walker goes, the joyfulness of the will,
refreshing breeze that goes to boredom;
loving heart in the feeling of mine.
When joining the lozos loving stupor
I give you my arms and sweet the poma,
fine is the taste if the sun peeks out.
I bless love with long flight
and being so for today I profess it to you,
I take away that veil, love I confess to you.
and it is no chimera, of the surety of love
in the beautiful sphere and sweet the poma,
fine is the taste if the sun peeks out.
And beautiful flight in its beautiful fury,
being generous, an angelic choir,
choir with its vigor to love,
and sweet the poma, fine is the taste
if the sun peeks out.