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il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
qui cade nessuna luce
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
deve andare indietro, ha detto
ci la canzone della giovent
ci una citt, builded da nessuna mano
dicami
splendor dolce
quando vado di nuovo a terra
della l'oscurit e pace nel mia base finale
passato inesorabile di thou

 



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