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passado unrelenting do thou
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
todo meu amor para meu doce
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
você diz que você me ama
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
ido antes de nós

 



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