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passado unrelenting do thou
mulher boa
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
os prayers brancos pequenos
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
quem ama a chuva

 



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