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sopra il fiume, sulla collina
quando ero si è rotto a Londra
è ci qualcuno là
alti pareti ed enorme
conosco non dove
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
movimento del vostro corpo è come musica
oscillato nella culla del profondo
deve andare indietro, ha detto
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
il più triste dell'anno
guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguirò

 



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