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was wir jetzt tut
ich wuĂźte nie, daĂź die Masse soviel Gold hatte
ich liebe mein Leben, aber nicht zu gut
wenn ihr Haar wild flaying
es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand
läßt lang das Sommertageslicht glänzen

 



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