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sono il vento che esita
quando libertŕ dalla sua altezza della montagna
nelle mattine nube-grige
le tonalitŕ della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
le veritŕ terribili questi sono
lascilo essere triste
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
devo dire buona notte
fra le montagne ho vagato
una storia molto notevole questo č
vivo dalla riva del fiume
i loro capelli bei
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me

 



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