te mie rive di giacinti!

    Lasceramp;ograve; la mia bocca tra le tue gambe,

    la mia anima in foto e fiordalisi,

    e nelle onde oscure del tuo passo io voglio,

    amore mio, amore mio, lasciare,

    violino e sepolcro, i nastri del valzer.

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    a so cry on

    and a forest of dried pigeons.

    t of tomorrow

    in ter frost.

    thousand-windowed dance hall.

    Ay, ay, ay, ay!

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    take ted z

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    t paints ttle boys blue.

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    take tz t dies in my arms.

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    in ttic where children play,

    dreaming ancient lights of hungary

    ternoon,

    seeing sheep and irises of snow

    the dark silence of your forehead.

    Ay, ay, ay ay!

    take t;I ; z.

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    in a costume h a rivers head.

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    I ween your legs,

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    and in tsteps,

    my love, my love, I will o leave

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