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quando libertà dalla sua altezza della montagna
fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
facce belle e tragical
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della città
ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
sopra loro tutte, osservando giù
non prego per pace
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage
quando un atto è fatto per la libertà
dio

 



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