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o que mim lhe devem
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
há um país completamente do vinho
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
todo meu amor para meu doce
você é bonito e desvanecido
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
através do peito aching da terra larga
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
nós que estiveram
calma como que segundo verão
irmão, eu sou fogo

 



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