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il sole ha fatto un passo giù dal suo throne dorato
sotto la luna della raccolta
tengo il vostro cuore
quando ero un ragazzo all'università
sto morendo
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
non giri la vostra testa
dai nostri posti nascosti
quale desidero rilevare
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
fate sentirsi

 



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