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jene schwarzen Augen I einmal so gepriesen
die Luft ist von Dämmerung und Frühling voll
was es die gesagten Maschinen war
Sonne trat unten von seinem goldenen Throne
obwohl Lieberepine und Grundscheuern
gerade als meine Finger auf diesen Schlüsseln
es gibt Gewinne für alle unsere Verluste
lassen Sie das reizende Wortunsaid
über ihnen alle, unten schauend
ich weiß, was Sie sagen werden

 



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