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durch das Ufer durch das Meer
liebe Frau
es gibt ein, das dieses i einmal so sehr liebte
haben wir keine Schande?
wenn Nacht entlang den Straßen der Stadt treibt
Gott
gloom
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag
unter den Bergen wandered ich
in den Hallen des Schlafes wandered Sie vorbei
niedrig! ' tis ein Galanacht
es gibt Gewinne für alle unsere Verluste
warum so traurig mein reizendes?

 



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