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pharaoh, König von Land Ägyptens
Nobility des Todes wieder
wie ein blanker Mann ich gehen
einmal dieser weiche Rasen
ich liebe meine Stunde des Winds und des Lichtes
kein Opfer sind ich der schlechten Gedanken
lassen Sie das reizende Wortunsaid
wenn es
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
ich weiß, was Sie sagen werden
Farbtöne der Nacht fielen schnell
es war der Herbst des Jahres
die alten Songs
häufig denke ich an die schöne Stadt

 



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