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nós não éramos muitos
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
veja, eles retornam
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
agora quando meus bordos viverem
vontade você glimmer no mar?
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno

 



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