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Sie sagen, daß Sie mich lieben
letzter Mitternacht
wenn ich zurück zu Masse gehe
es gab drei in der Wiese durch den Bach
gebildet vom loveliness alleine
drehen Sie nicht Ihren Kopf
in Ihren Armen war ruhige Freude
aber alas, gerade Träume
tat Sie hören überhaupt
obwohl Lieberepine und Grundscheuern
wo ich sollen Sie, finden Sie Sie
Vögel gegen den Aprilwind
ich halte Ihr Herz

 



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