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ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
quando você vier hoje à noite
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
na meia-noite
no alvorecer, disse
este é o navio da pérola
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
mundo que muda sob minha mão
calma como que segundo verão

 



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