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facce belle e tragical
non posso ora dirvi
la pioggia finito e l'aria brillante
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
sto cantando voi
del sole né stelle
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
splendor dolce
sono una donna
all'interno della mia mano tengo
ha incurvato l'inondazione

 



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