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ci č una cittŕ, builded da nessuna mano
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
quando ero un ragazzo all'universitŕ
facce belle e tragical
basamento qui dal mio lato
le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
candele che si rovesciano obliquamente in latte del pomodoro
moonlight profondo e tenero
mai in tutta la mia vita
faccialo rotare giů dal prato
sopra il fiume beckon a me
con gioia e wonder

 



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