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ich wundere manchmal, mich wenn es wirklich zutreffend ist
wie ein blanker Mann ich gehen
ich starrte den prachtvollen Himmel an
umsponnen und gesponnen
er spricht nicht gut
und mein Name ist truthful
jenseits schauen
für diese weißen Arme über meinen Ansatz
babylon -- wo ich gehe zu träumen
oben auslösen, unten fallend
Wille schimmern Sie auf dem Meer?
Dame, Ihr Herz hat an Staub gewendet
es gab eine Zeit in den ehemaligen Jahren

 



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