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il mio dispiacere, quando č qui con me
possono comunicare di amore in un cottage
qui cade nessuna luce
perchč sono le cose che non hanno morte
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
non brucio incenso
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
č spesso non cosě?
lŕ dalla finestra nella vecchia casa

 



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