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la festività reale è stata fatta
fra le montagne ho vagato
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
ho visto la prima pera
li ho fatti un'offerta tutto l'addio
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
la notte era nera e drear
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
fino alla sua finestra dell'alloggiamento
una vita sull'onda dell'oceano

 



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