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Interpretazione.
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I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm. -
recita[I][COLOR=red][FONT=Century Gothic][SIZE=3][COLOR=seagreen][B]Se io muoio non piangere per me, fai quello che facevo io e continuerComment
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cantoDalla culla del tempo, in perpetuo dondolio.Comment
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gallo[I][COLOR=red][FONT=Century Gothic][SIZE=3][COLOR=seagreen][B]Se io muoio non piangere per me, fai quello che facevo io e continuerComment
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CrestaComment
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Spesa.- "Franci stasera serata danese?"
- "Ti porto al Ceres Pub?"
- "No. Scopami come in Antichrist!"Comment
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BustaComment
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Lettera.- "Franci stasera serata danese?"
- "Ti porto al Ceres Pub?"
- "No. Scopami come in Antichrist!"Comment
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BiroComment
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Sfera.- "Franci stasera serata danese?"
- "Ti porto al Ceres Pub?"
- "No. Scopami come in Antichrist!"Comment
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Calciare.Comment
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MuloComment
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Testardaggine.Comment
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ModoComment
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Martellare.Comment
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