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non appenda corona
vecchio vino da bere
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
moonlight profondo e tenero
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
che cosa noi ora farà
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
noi che si sono levati in piedi
benchè repine di amore e strofinio di motivo
sono vecchio e cieco
come esso
è andato
faccialo rotare giù dal prato
il rullo triste del tamburo desonorizzato ha battimento

 



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