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A Maddel - Rowing-boat
| My rowing-boat floats to its aim. There is a place for everybody in it – For everybody who is on my way. In wind and storm your guardian I’ll become And to the land for sure we will come. I don’t know who you are You talk and I’m silent and listening, I don’t know who’ve jumped out shouting “Land!” | |
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