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quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
lo ho visto una volta prima
ho lanciato il mondo
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
quando venite stasera
in pieno delle rotture
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
il giorno è fatto
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
potrebbe conoscerla nella molla piĂą in anticipo
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente

 



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