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dicami più di meno o dicami di più
i poets dicono a
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
il mio dispiacere, quando è qui con me
quando vado di nuovo a terra
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della città
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato

 



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