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alter Wein zum Trinken
allein
ich sagte, ich habe geschlossen mein Herz
geben Sie mir Hunger
Sitzen in seinem Schalthebel, der Ihren Tee wartet
ist häufig er nicht so?
warum die Sachen sind, die keinen Tod haben
gelebt durch den River-side
eine sehr bemerkenswerte Geschichte dieses ist
ich bin eine Frau
im September
ich liebe die alten melodious Lagen
Bruder, bin ich Feuer

 



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