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quando vado di nuovo a terra
questi sono
babylon -- dove vado sognare
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
buona donna
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
quale desidero rilevare
sotto il timone del guerriero

 



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