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Frau vermißte viel, wie Sie zu mir benennen, Anruf zu mir
für dann außen
aus dem Fenster heraus ein Meer der grünen Bäume
drehen Sie mich unten durch die Wiese
Sonne trat unten von seinem goldenen Throne
dieses ist das Schiff der Perle
wenn ich sterbe, denken Sie nur dieses an mich

 



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