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agora quando meus bordos viverem
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
irmão, eu sou fogo
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
em possa
em seus regimentals ásperos
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
eu sou uma mulher
aflija-se não para o invisível
ao longo de um river-side
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você

 



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