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er würde sogar seinen Witz haben
der Blitz blitzte und hob an
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
in den Wolke-grauen Morgen
wer den Wind nennen wird
nicht von der breiten Welt des Ganzen
Meister der menschlichen Schicksale sind ich
ich habe eine Furcht in meinem Leben gehabt
zu einigem die fetten Götter
ein mit Ihnen
gibt es jedes dort
holen Sie mir weichen Song

 



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