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der Himmel
ich brenne keinen Duft
Welt, die unter meiner Hand ändert
wir brechen das Glas dessen sacred Wein
er warfen einen Stein, Sie warfen einen Stein
einige der Hurts, die Sie kuriert haben
sehen Sie, von dieser Fälschung von ihm
liebe Frau
ich habe den Silence der Sterne und des Meeres gekannt
war sie nicht für diesen einzigartigen Geruch
dieses ist das Schiff der Perle
in Ihren Armen war ruhige Freude
ich ging auf und ab die Straßen

 



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