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glass-blower di tempo
era l'autunno dell'anno
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
una foschia stava guidando giů
quando vado di nuovo a terra
dai prati ricchi con cereale
lungo una riva del fiume
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
era molte e molto un anno fa
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
rompiamo il vetro di cui vino sacred
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi

 



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