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Stadt, die nicht eine Stadt ist
einige windigere Tage
die Sterne fielen vom Himmel
ich habe sie in der Nacht gehört
wenn ich sterbe, denken Sie nur dieses an mich
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
seien Sie in mir als die ewigen Stimmungen
die langen resounding Marmorflure
und während wir gingen, wurde das Gras schwach gerührt
holen Sie mir weichen Song
von der Sonne noch Sterne

 



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