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tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
stuff della luna
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della città
amavo una donna

 



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