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quando vado di nuovo a terra
e con l'uccello di ronzio
fra le montagne ho vagato
č ci qualcuno lŕ
aumentato dai morti
braided e tessuto
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
desolato e solo
non brucio incenso
nelle mattine nube-grige
amo le vecchie disposizioni melodious

 



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