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ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
ho detto, io ho chiuso il mio cuore
come esso
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
una parola di volo di qui e là
tutti quei tesori che si trovano
una storia molto notevole questo è
era l'autunno dell'anno

 



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