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(Ven, Muerte tan Escondida)
By el Commendador Escriva
Come, O Death, so silent flying / That unheard thy coming be, / Lest the sweet delight of dying / Bring life back again to me. / For thy sure approach perceiving, / In my constancy and pain / I new life should win again, / Thinking that I am not living. / So to me, unconscious lying, / All unknown thy coming be, / Lest the sweet delight of dying / Bring life back again to me. / Unto him who finds thee hateful, / Death, thou art inhuman pain; / But to me, who dying gain, / Life is but a task ungrateful. / Come, then, with my wish complying, / All unheard thy coming be, / Lest the sweet delight of dying / Bring life back again to me.