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e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente è stata mescolata
stuff della luna
che cosa noi ora farà
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
vedrò stasera una stella
tengo il vostro cuore
sopra il fiume beckon a me
dicami più di meno o dicami di più
perchè così triste mio bello?
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous

 



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