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li prevedo
potrebbe conoscerla nella molla più in anticipo
era non per quell'odore singolare
desolato e solo
ci situiamo
mi chiedono dove sono stato
la fragranza è venuto
nel porto di nuovo York
ciò è la canzone della gioventù
tre anni fa oggi
li ho fatti un'offerta tutto l'addio
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
glass-blower di tempo
ho visto le stelle più fiere

 



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