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ci è un paese in pieno di vino
persino avrebbe suo scherzo
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
veda che mi dò voi
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
ottanta anni hanno passato e più
del sole né stelle
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
il corpo può limitare
sentite la pioggia?

 



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