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lost love poem

gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
era un oysterman giovane alto
non giri la vostra testa
ed il mio nome è sincero
stuff della luna
ci è un paese in pieno di vino
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
splendido e terribile il vostro amore
il sole è in su

 



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