If I wanted to live on the shoulders of others, I was born a parrot.
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The fame your home honors
The gentlemen shout and the district shouts
It was already the hour that the desire turns
And that the new Peregrin of love
To mine I brought the love that refines here
I am not the ancient, but I descended from him
Ai navicanti e ’ntenerisce il core
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