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nel vostro volo
non posso ora dirvi
dalla finestra un mare degli alberi verdi
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
babylon -- dove vado sognare
sono andato su e giù le vie
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
gloom
diami la fame
la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
se esso
chi ama la pioggia

 



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