Wenn aus den Weltenweiten
once called chaos
you’ll hear: 'es medianoche...minuit',
here are other black human clouds
of a world alone again,
et toute chose est un coeur vide
that can t be off
From the rain will pour down
des floraisons d etoiles
Sternen Blutezeit
Y el canto will raise
sottovoce human
Reading them is like traveling the world.
I'm on the road
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