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amavo una donna
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
sopra-avevo preparato l'evento
quando il velare dagli occhi č alzato
deve andare indietro, ha detto
della l'oscuritŕ e pace nel mia base finale
mi chiedono dove sono stato
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
l'aria č piena l'alba del e la molla
portimi la canzone morbida
semplicemente parlando
scattando in su, cadendo
sto morendo

 



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