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quell'anno
conosco non dove
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
mescolisi
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
un miglio dietro
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
il fratello, sono fuoco
sono vecchio e cieco
travails della terra
il sole ha fatto un passo giů dal suo throne dorato
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicň
la notte č scura ed i venti di inverno
short e dolce ed abbiamo arrivato alla fine di esso

 



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