cristobal Benjumea - Who caan stop the flowers growing, or the grass, in the field

I walk through the green field, covered with violets

its beautifull to my eyes, messengers of the sacred venus

no longer will people moff,

at sacred venus

they must drop their silk scarves over the white marble sculptures in my palace

people stare

At the great variety here

there everywhere

still surounded with chestnut trees

cristobal Benjumea

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