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non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
mentre mi sono levato in piedi ascoltare, discreetly dumb
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
quando libertą dalla sua altezza della montagna
sopra il fiume beckon a me
indietro, giri indietro
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
le tonalitą della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
sto cantando voi

 



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