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ich bot sie aller Abschied
unsere angenehmen Momente fliegen
es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand
einfach sprechend
seien Sie in mir als die ewigen Stimmungen
von der Sonne noch Sterne
Geräusche, die sich bemühen heftig zu zerreißen
auf und ab geht ihn
in den Hallen des Schlafes wandered Sie vorbei
über den Dachspitzen laufen Sie die Schatten der Wolken
entlang den Bänken
hören Sie zum klingenden Meer

 



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