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ho guardato sul cielo glorious
un uccello ha cantato
tristemente parlando
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
per coprire il pensiero ardente
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
morbidamente piangendo
č spesso non cosě?
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
i loro capelli bei
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente č stata mescolata
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
tengo il vostro cuore

 



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