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nella terra silenziosa
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
ha scoppiato il vino feroce
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro
cantili ancora alla canzone cantati
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
ciň č la canzone della gioventů
riempio questa tazza
ci č un paese in pieno di vino

 



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