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Here I stand in Bressanone with the stars up in the sky Are they shining over Brenner and upon the other side you would be a sweet surrender I must go the other way And my train will carry me onward though my heart would surdly stay Wo my heart would surely stay ... Now the clouds are flying by me and the moon is the rise I have left stars behind me they were disamondsin your skies You would be a sweet surrender I must go the other way And my train will carry me onward though my heart would surely stay Wo my heart would surely stay ... |
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