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When I was a boy of twenty-twoI stood before a statueWas it you?They shake the fruit when they danceYou should try some when you have the chance.Her face had no power to deceiveShe wore her beauty shamelesslyLike Eve.Guavas can be bittersweetBut the mango's always good to eat,Love has complicated my past.God nows I left no stone unturned.Now I realize that at lastI've found her again. She understands how the blue water behaves. Mother-of-pearl is the woman in the waves. My eyes could travel her beauty for always. Gold of the sun is the woman in the waves.I know that my life has led me hereTo where the dolphin jumpsAnd the sky's clear.Here we live without locked doorsShare and share alike- what's mine is yours.I see invitation in your smileTo celebrate our passionsWithout guile.In the noa noa nightNave nave's a familiar sight.I am avare of her fragranceEven when she disappears.