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questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine
i loro capelli bei
dal profondo e l'oscuritŕ
noi che si sono levati in piedi
se esso
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
mi sono levato in piedi
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui

 



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