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ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
una parola di volo di qui e là
a che cosa una donna la paragonerà cara
ho visto le stelle più fiere
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
nelle mattine nube-grige
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della città
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore

 



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