Greens are the fields, The colour of lemons: So are the eyes Of my love Field, that you stretch With beautiful greenery; Sheep that you have in your pasture Herbs that you maintain That bring the summer And me the memories of my heart. That what you ate Are not herbs, no: They are graces of the eyes Of my love Luís Vaz de Camões
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