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ho guardato sul cielo glorious
una foschia stava guidando giů
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
facce belle e tragical
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
riassunto su una notte di volo
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscuritŕ
quando ero un ragazzo all'universitŕ
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicň
ho visto con gli occhi aperti

 



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