Can someone give Nie Luda a Spanish poem?

I want to go to Australia,

You are my friend, and I don't know what you are talking about.

Because this is my job.

Because you are a boca fan.

Today is Meade Alma's birthday.

Llena del alma mía appeared in las cosas.

Marie Posa de Sue? Oh, my love,

You went to the Palace of Melancholy.

I like where Callas is as far away as he is.

This is my favorite, mariposa en arrullo.

I love you, I don't love you.

I call it quiet Tuyo.

Why don't you talk?

Claro is as simple as lampara and as simple as anillo.

Just like noche, callada and constelada.

You are silent, just want to say.

I want to go to Australia.

Distant and Dorothy are like our mothers.

A palace, a castle.

Yes, I don't like the sea.