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portimi la canzone morbida
tristemente parlando
non prego per pace
dicami piĂą di meno o dicami di piĂą
uno con voi
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
l'alba era verde mela
sopra-avevo preparato l'evento
il padrone dei destini umani sono io
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
vecchio vino da bere
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
ho vinto la corsa

 



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