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i loro capelli bei
era una bellezza nei giorni
č allineare che dite che i dii sono piů uso a voi che i fairies
ho visto le nubi fra le colline
della l'oscuritŕ e pace nel mia base finale
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
ci č una cittŕ, builded da nessuna mano
questi sono
alti pareti ed enorme
quando vado di nuovo a terra
mi domando dove vivete

 



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