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para trás, gire para trás
era uma beleza nos dias
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
e meu nome é truthful
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
uma vida na onda do oceano
eu vi com olhos abertos
cidade que não é uma cidade
três anos há hoje
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
flores dos bebês
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido

 



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