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la notte è scura ed i venti di inverno
ma non posso ora leggerlo
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
gli archi del ponticello rosso
per veritĂ , per amore
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
debole-è traversata la canzone
le vecchie canzoni
se avessi saputo lo stretto una prigione è amore
corsa alto-sopportata
gloom

 



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