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hören Sie
sie fragen mich, wo ich gewesen bin
dunkel-eyed
diese sind
in den Wolke-grauen Morgen
vor er war viele und viel einem Jahr
in ihren zackigen regimentals
ich bin eine Frau
Bruder, bin ich Feuer
einige der Hurts, die Sie kuriert haben
wie ich sollen Sie, helfen Sie rechts der Welt, die falsch geht
während ich das Hören stand, diskret dumb

 



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