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O sole mio
o sole mio
I am the bird
That was made by my father
With his hands
Now during the morning
I am flying in the sky
Above the mountain
And the ocean
Lots of people are taking photos of me
So they can have as a souvenir
I am the bird
That was made by my father
With his hands
Now during the morning
I am flying in the sky
Above the mountain
And the ocean
Lots of people are taking photos of me
So they can have as a souvenir
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