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siete chiari
č andato
l'aria č come una farfalla
sono vecchio e cieco
sceso all'alba dalle colline windless
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
morbido come la base nella terra
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
babylon -- dove vado sognare
mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
perchč
sono andato su e giů le vie

 



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