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i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
andato prima di noi
esprimiamo le nostre passioni più basse
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
fate non sentirsi
dal puntello, dal mare
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
tristi sono che conoscono non l'amore
morbido come la base nella terra
metà di piaceri e palazzi benchè possiamo vagare
amo non troppo bene la mia vita, ma

 



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