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wenn ihr Haar wild flaying
ich stand das geöffnete Flügelfenster bereit
herrlich und schrecklich Ihre Liebe
ein Himmel, der nie Sonne, Mond oder Sterne gekannt hat
schreckliche Wahrheiten diese sind
es gibt ein Land voll des Weins
herauf von die Wiesen reich mit Mais
in einem alten Raum beleuchtete weich


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