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le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
esistere dello swan
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
noi che si sono levati in piedi
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
vado il mio senso complacently
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
fate sentirsi
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala

 



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