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ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
che cosa noi ora farŕ
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
dicami
le preghiere bianche piccole
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
le ombre pongono lungo broadway
del sole né stelle
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
una foschia stava guidando giů
guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguirň
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous

 



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