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der alte Westen, die alte Zeit
süß und stark
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
jenseits schauen
Welt, die unter meiner Hand ändert
mit Lippenblut Rot und Herz des Steins
unsere angenehmen Momente fliegen
ich denke sie gerades herrliches
alle jene Schätze, die liegen
es gibt kein Entweichen durch den Fluß
sehen Sie, von dieser Fälschung von ihm

 



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