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Vögel gegen den Aprilwind
der Duft kam
bis zu ihrem Raumfenster
dieser merkwürdige Begleiter kam auf shuffling Füße
meine Seele ist ein dunkles gepflogenes Feld
ich bin alt und blind
Roses und Gold
Farbtöne der Nacht fielen schnell
einige der Hurts, die Sie kuriert haben
es gibt ein Land voll des Weins
der Schnee whispers über mich
niedrig! ' tis ein Galanacht

 



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