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agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
il sole č in su
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
l'odore del č aumentato cosě falso, le spine cosě allineare
vedrň stasera una stella
perchč allora, il mosto noi vede?
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
per veritŕ, per amore
perchč cosě triste mio bello?
con il tramonto
rinnovi la visione di piacere


 



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