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noite misteriosa
o prado estava rastejando
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
eu tenho que dizer good-night
tręs anos há hoje
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
nós colocamos
năo seja falso
em números mournful
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razăo
porque assim sad meu encantador?

 



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