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sotto la mia finestra in una via della città
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
tempesta
molto bene, voi liberali
malinconia, azzurro era
mistero più scuro e più sconosciuto
è aumentato e l'ambra era il tramonto sul fiume
piantiamo
ascolti il mare suonante
come livellare cade

 



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