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per ero un consigliere gaunt e grave
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
lungo una riva del fiume
penso spesso alla cittŕ bella
non eravamo molti
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
serene di pomeriggio e luminoso verdi
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
la fragranza č venuto

 



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