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il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
dicami non
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
fiore bianco della gomma piuma, fiore rosso della fiamma
ha detto
sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna
ci erano tre nel prato dal ruscello
bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
malinconia, azzurro era
e così va

 



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