In appello?
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In appello? -
voglio che si inculino il Sollecito con amore ogni notte, con quei capelli non si merita altro -
mi viene da dire solo una cosa sulla vicenda:
Che, Palle.
Welcome... To the Paradise Parade!
The Masked Man plays the flute turning his back on the setting sun,
A Singing Girl is sitting on his shoulder Following the rhythm of the flute;
Its sound is irresistible For those who bear deep Scars in their hearts.
Wandering people, Tempted by the sound of the flute, one by one they line in a row,
Everybody is free to join, but nobody is allowed to leave!
The parade continues, It goes towards the End of the world.Commenta
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