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nei loro regimentals ragged
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
perchè
noi che si sono levati in piedi
basso! 'tis un la notte di gala
non c'sono nessuna preda io dei pensieri difficili
come le aquile sul high alto
stuff della luna
ora
basamento qui dal mio lato
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
mi chiedono dove sono stato
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte

 



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