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all'interno della mia mano tengo
la notte era nera e drear
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
debole-č traversata la canzone
gloom
tristemente parlando
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
aumentato dai morti
i corridoi di marmo resounding lunghi
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
l'aria č come una farfalla

 



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