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quando il velare dagli occhi è alzato
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
l'alba era verde mela
quegli occhi neri i una volta così elogiato
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness

 



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