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mistero piů scuro e piů sconosciuto
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
portimi la canzone morbida
dal puntello, dal mare
sono vecchio e cieco
perchč allora, il mosto noi vede?
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
devo dire buona notte
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
lo ho visto una volta prima

 



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