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qui cade nessuna luce
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
quale desidero rilevare
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
l'amore č stato cantato mille sensi
benchč sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole
non ci č moltitudine, comunque guardato e teso
ha una radura, loveliness vento-riparato
dolce e forte
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
desolato e solo
sopra i tetti corra le ombre delle nubi

 



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