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la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
vado il mio senso complacently
conosco che cosa state andando dire
quando il velare dagli occhi è alzato
circa ha sporto querela al padrone
hanno gettato una pietra, voi hanno gettato una pietra
notte mysterious
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
dai prati ricchi con cereale
la notte era nera e drear
una parola di volo di qui e lĂ 
della l'oscuritĂ  e pace nel mia base finale

 



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