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dal ponticello rude
chi ama la pioggia
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
nel vostro volo
corsa alto-sopportata
potrebbe conoscerla nella molla più in anticipo
l'aria è piena l'alba del e la molla
non rimanga nient'altro
ho visto le stelle più fiere
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole

 



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