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ich bin alt und blind
steigender Mond hat die Sterne versteckt
gestiegen von den Toten
innerhalb meiner Hand halte ich
tun Sie die Jungen und Mädchen gehen noch
Nobility des Todes wieder
wenn, voll von der warmen und eifrigen Liebe
er würde sogar seinen Witz haben
der alte Westen, die alte Zeit
es gibt drei Möglichkeiten, in denen Männer nehmen
Schlaf, grauer Bruder des Todes
wie ich innen roofed liege, innen aussortiert
gaily durch die Felder tanzten wir
wenn der Schleier von den Augen angehoben wird

 



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