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le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima č athirst
morbidamente ora la luce del giorno
le ombre pongono lungo broadway
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
i loro capelli bei
per coprire il pensiero ardente
la mia anima č un campo arato scuro
tutti dentro e tutti senza di me
in tutte le cose non parlate di
mai in tutta la mia vita
da solo

 



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