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per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
buona donna
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
con il tramonto
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
il giorno č fatto
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione č amore
ad alcuno i dii grassi
senza sosta
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro

 



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