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oscillato nella culla del profondo
in tutte le cose non parlate di
vado il mio senso complacently
nei numeri mournful
ho visto le stelle più fiere
uno sguardo è ma un raggio
moonlight profondo e tenero
quando libertà dalla sua altezza della montagna
dai prati ricchi con cereale
la festività reale è stata fatta
non brucio incenso
buona donna
eliminazione, lottante vainly
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me

 



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