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andato prima di noi
sono stancare di essere amaro e stancare di essere saggio
nei numeri mournful
un gleam di oro il gloom in e gray
ombre alate che scopano vicino
musing, fra il tramonto e l'oscuritĂ 
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
come candela bianca
tristemente parlando
noi che si sono levati in piedi
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage

 



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