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a noite era preta e drear
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
traga-me a canção macia
ao lado de um campo stricken
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
de nossos lugares escondidos
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
eu prendo seu coração
caído assim
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
uplifting, como o vento fundiu

 



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