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sto cantando voi
ho scagliato la mia anima all'aria come un volo del falco
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
i giorni endeared ad ogni MUSE
ho visto le stelle più fiere
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
deve andare indietro, ha detto
parla non bene
benchè repine di amore e strofinio di motivo
ha sentito i bambini giocare al sole
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro
su e giù va
le montagne sono gente silenziosa

 



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