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sotto la luna della raccolta
uomo freddo severo
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
chi chiamerŕ il vento
facce belle e tragical
travails della terra
persino avrebbe suo scherzo
non sia arrabbiato con me
una parola di volo di qui e lŕ
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
con gioia e wonder
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
truely
ancora tredici anni

 



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