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non si addolori che finito
uno sguardo č ma un raggio
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
la gradisco
le veritŕ terribili questi sono
ho visto le stelle piů fiere
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
nella terra silenziosa
ci situiamo
sentite la pioggia?
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo

 



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