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quando venite stasera
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
una vita sull'onda dell'oceano
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
la sua faccia è giusta e liscia e fine
nel porto di nuovo York
quale desidero rilevare
li ho sentiti nella notte

 



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