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il giorno è fatto
quando i mare-venti hanno perforato i nostri solitudes
chi chiamerà il vento
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
glooms delle viv-quercie
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
da solo
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma
lungo le serie
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
le ombre pongono lungo broadway
fate sentirsi
cị è la canzone della gioventù

 



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