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quando ero un ragazzo all'università
dicami più di meno o dicami di più
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
come le aquile sul high alto
l'amore è stato cantato mille sensi
oscillato nella culla del profondo
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi
in possa
per allora senza
la nerezza
ciò è la canzone della gioventù
veda che mi dò voi
per coprire il pensiero ardente
chi chiamerà il vento

 



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