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o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
desolato e solo
i giorni hypocritic
aumentato dai morti
tengo il vostro cuore
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
se fossi molto sicuro
come un uomo nudo io va
li ho fatti un'offerta tutto l'addio
basamento qui dal mio lato

 



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