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eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
eu não queimo nenhum incense
dê-me a fome
em números mournful
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
nós não éramos muitos
receoso não mais, eu digo
como uma vela branca
você é bonito e desvanecido
as sombras dos navios
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim

 



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