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le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
a che cosa una donna la paragonerŕ cara
oscillato nella culla del profondo
la signora, il vostro cuore si č girata verso polvere
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
uno sguardo č ma un raggio
che probabilitŕ spiteful ruba i unawares
in pieno delle rotture
la mia anima č un campo arato scuro
la luce ritirata

 



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