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behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
dite che lo amate
fate non sentirsi
babylon -- dove vado sognare
sia in me come gli atteggiamenti eternal
il piů triste dell'anno
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
quando venite stasera
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
quando ero si č rotto a Londra
ultima mezzanotte
il fratello, sono fuoco
come livellare cade

 



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