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vor tausend leisen Jahren
voll von den Rissen
die alten Songs
babylon -- wo ich gehe zu träumen
ich liebe, eine Weile weg zu stehlen
Musik I hörte mit Ihnen war mehr als Musik
ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
ein Fliegenwort von hier und dort
erklären Sie mir nicht
fällt hier kein Licht
durch die ausgedehnten schmerzende Brust der Masse

 



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