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gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi
dialo
è spesso non così?
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
mondo che cambia sotto la mia mano
scattando in su, cadendo
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
come esso
ho conosciuto il silenzio delle stelle e del mare
perchè così triste mio bello?
per coprire il pensiero ardente

 



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