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quando ero si č rotto a Londra
sotto il foglio dusky dell'alloro
dio
andato prima di noi
non si addolori che finito
debole-č traversata la canzone
con gli occhi meek e marroni
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
osservi fuori sulle stelle, il mio amore
passato inesorabile di thou
sto cantando voi
questi cuori sono stati tessuti delle gioie umane e cure

 



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