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sto morendo
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
il mio amore allineare dal suo cuscino è aumentato
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
due file dei cavoli
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
debole-è traversata la canzone
il fratello, sono fuoco

 



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