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amo rubare per un po'via
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
quando libertŕ dalla sua altezza della montagna
avete camminare visto attraverso il villaggio
vecchio vino da bere
una pesca piccola nel frutteto si č sviluppata
dai prati ricchi con cereale
sopra-avevo preparato l'evento
come candela bianca
č spesso non cosě?

 



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