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la notte era nera e drear
ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti
forse
sotto la luna della raccolta
la signora, il vostro cuore si č girata verso polvere
dai prati ricchi con cereale
da me indegno e sconosciuto
li ha fatti mai sentono parlare
ora
alla mezzanotte
nel vostro volo

 



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