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mi sono sentito che una principessa sicura
nel porto di nuovo York
vedrň stasera una stella
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della cittŕ
desolato e solo
la mia anima č un campo arato scuro
osservare di lŕ
e pane del breaketh non di piů
una volta questo tappeto erboso molle
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite

 



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