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senza dubbio mi ricordo di ancora
non sia arrabbiato con me
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
notte mysterious
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
ora per una lotta attiva e cheerful
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
sopra il fiume beckon a me
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè

 



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