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fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
non sia arrabbiato con me
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
vado il mio senso complacently
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
veda che mi dò voi
ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi

 



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