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dieses ist der Song von Jugend
ich liebe mein Leben, aber nicht zu gut
entlang den Bänken
wie wild, wie Hexe-wie sonderbares, das das Leben sein sollte
ich ging auf und ab die Straßen
warum
traurige Rolle der gedämpften Trommel hat Schlag
was ich Ihnen verdanken
kein Opfer sind ich der schlechten Gedanken
durch die ausgedehnten schmerzende Brust der Masse
Geräusche, die sich bemühen heftig zu zerreißen

 



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