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weich weinend
Farbtöne der Nacht fielen schnell
diese sind
ich liebe mein Leben, aber nicht zu gut
da ich der Richtung des Todes geglaubt habe
Sturm
traurige Rolle der gedämpften Trommel hat Schlag
die Bögen der roten Brücke
lassen Sie uns Pity die, denen besser seien Sie weg von, als wir sind
die Luft ist wie ein Schmetterling

 



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