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nun da ich zu Ihnen abgekühlt bin
meine zutreffende Liebe von ihrem Kissen stieg
Roses und Gold
dort durch das Fenster im alten Haus
durch die rude Brücke
und noch gingen sie an
sie muß zurück gehen, sagte sie
meine sorge, wenn sie hier mit mir ist
im September

 



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