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il cielo
non brucio incenso
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
alcuni dei hurts che avete curato
veda, da questa falsificazione di lui
cara moglie
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare
era non per quell'odore singolare
ciò è la nave della perla
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
sono andato su e giù le vie

 



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