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歌词:The Quelle Source. Epilogue.

:
And when I collapsed
on the porch
of your father's house
You took my hand
and quickly
covered my mouth
And said,
"Now there won't
be any last words.
Now there won't
be any last words.
Now there won't
be any last words."
The Quelle Sour