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chi è il corridore nei cieli
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
potremmo ma sapere
mi sono levato in piedi
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
basamento qui dal mio lato
a che cosa una donna la paragonerà cara
semplicemente parlando
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
malinconia, azzurro era
ciò è la nave della perla

 



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