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all'alba, ha detto
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
ascolti
ha incurvato l'inondazione
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
noi che si sono levati in piedi
impaurito nient'altro, dico
non giri la vostra testa

 



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