And the stellas were shinings. And the earthnight strewedaromatose. His pibrook creppt mong the donkness. A reek waswaft on the luftstream. He was ours, all fragrance. And we werehis for a lifetime. O dulcid dreamings languidous! Taboccoo! It was sharming! But sharmeng! And the lamp went out as it couldn’t glow on burning, yep, thelmp wnt out for it couldn’t stay alight.
Como se presenta la noche? cómo están las estrellas? y la lámpara?