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und mit dem Summenvogel
ich bin in das Ă–dland gekommen, weil meine Seele athirst ist
was es die gesagten Maschinen war
ein Dichter, nachdem den Zaum seine Zunge entfernt habend
wenn, voll von der warmen und eifrigen Liebe
ich habe daß eine bestimmte Prinzessin gehört
nie in meinem ganzem Leben

 



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