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se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
la canzone e sogno da per andato mai
le ombre pongono lungo broadway
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
e pane del breaketh non di piů
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
dio
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
non giri la vostra testa

 



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