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gaily a través de los campos bailamos
por las mañanas nube-grises
los drowses pálidos del día en el occidental empapan
pensamientos a través de mi cabeza
el sentarse en su eje de balancín que espera su té
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
cuando un hecho se hace para la libertad
un destello del oro en gloom y gris
hay una hora del resto pacífico
dije, yo he cerrado mi corazón
ciudad que no es una ciudad
fui arriba y abajo de las calles
ido antes de nosotros
cuando era adaptó Londres

 



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