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rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
la notte era nera e drear
una foschia stava guidando giù
la notte scorsa la luna piena ha posto un panno del bianco
in un vecchio alloggiamento si è illuminato morbidamente
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
mi domando dove vivete
che cosa io devono voi
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing
vedrò stasera una stella
tengo il vostro cuore
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
mescolisi

 



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