1794 Liberdade Populi
Fosti
of Mistral wind that turned the primitive
spasm frond
subdued
disaffinato the yoke, the Piedmont
wanted on a whim
of lurid court. Captain My Captain
or
which divided
vassal of the sword and t'avvolse
your body became. Back Anglona
of the calcaneus Calaris
your followers, never tired of
spurs Freedom brady ..
scalciaron Barones.
Cixiri
hoarse rain from April to redeem
as moss rock wool woven fabric of the building
smelling bastard. People all
casting flame
for cracks village
amalmagma
alloy steel, of elsa
secret
engraved bone
light in the dark
were,
Mistral wind that turned the primitive
spasm frond .
Now that you're more than a
Sardo Paris
com'un dog buried
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