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Roses und Gold
niedrig! ' tis ein Galanacht
wenn der Schleier von den Augen angehoben wird
zu einigem die fetten Götter
ich bin der Wind, der wavers
ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
von der Sonne noch Sterne
ich bin eine Frau
babylon -- wo ich gehe zu träumen
aber alas, gerade Träume
von Song und Traum für überhaupt gegangen
weich weinend
die Sonne ist oben

 



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