the sixth labyrinth
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Original in Spanish
You flee from my arms and from my gaze;you run and frolic among the rosebushes.You hide like a little girl; you conceal yourself and come outto watch me search for you in the enchanted vineyard.
Now it seems as if you were my slave:surrendered at my feet and ready to serve meI have you. It makes you happy to console me.You give me all that I dreamed of in my nights.
Now it seems as if you were my goddess:prostrate at your feet and ready to serve youyou have me. It makes me happy to indulge you.I give you what I am, marvelous woman.
What is love, love, but a beautiful gamethat life plays with my heart?
What is love, love, but a prisonas perfect as a labyrinth of fire?