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caído assim
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
o que nós fará agora
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
do assoalho ao teto
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
nossos momentos agradáveis voam

 



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