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le stelle sono caduto da cielo
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
metŕ di piaceri e palazzi benchč possiamo vagare
mi chiedono dove sono stato
il merriment infinito e insensato delle stelle
nelle mattine nube-grige
sotto il timone del guerriero
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
in tutte le cose non parlate di
guardi indietro con gli occhi longing e sappia che seguirň
quando il velare dagli occhi č alzato
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima č athirst

 



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