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eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
mil anos silenciosos há
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
você é bonito e desvanecido
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
eu espero-o
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
acima de e para baixo vai
com o por do sol
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas

 



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