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di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
fate non sentirsi
cantili ancora alla canzone cantati
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
alcuni giorni pił ventosi
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
corsa alto-sopportata
siete bei e sbiaditi
buona donna
poco parco che attraverso
il fratello, sono fuoco
qui si trova una signora la pił bella
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi

 



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