direi Nebraska, grand island, tanto per cambiare
Ma mi puzza però. .........il fronte caldo...
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And if the cloud bursts Thunder in your ear, You shout and no one seems to hear
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always looking at the sky
And if the cloud bursts Thunder in your ear, You shout and no one seems to hear
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always looking at the sky
And if the cloud bursts Thunder in your ear, You shout and no one seems to hear
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always looking at the sky
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