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lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
ho vinto la corsa
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si è sviluppata
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
debole-è traversata la canzone
le preghiere bianche piccole
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?

 



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