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das traurigste des Jahres
bis zu ihrem Raumfenster
Stadt, die nicht eine Stadt ist
ich habe die Welt geworfen
die Berge sind sie leise Völker
ca. beschwerte sich zum Meister
schauen Sie heraus nach den Sternen, meine Liebe
irgendwo las ich eine merkwürdige, alte, rostige Geschichte
melancholische Tage sind gekommen

 



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