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ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
tan perdido
cuando los mar-vientos perforaron nuestras soledades
porqué tan es triste mi encantador?
le hizo oyen hablar siempre
vi las nubes entre las colinas
tenía un sueño y me desperté con él
hay tres maneras de las cuales los hombres toman
babylon -- donde voy a soñar
a lo largo de los bancos
la nieve susurra sobre mí

 



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