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di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino è aumentato
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
dal mare scintillante
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
dai prati ricchi con cereale
addolorisi non per l'invisibile
ho guardato sul cielo glorious

 



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