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l'alba era verde mela
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
ora per una lotta attiva e cheerful
la sua faccia è giusta e liscia e fine
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
fra le montagne ho vagato
sono una donna
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
molto bene, voi liberali

 



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