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eu não posso dizê-lo agora
você diz que você me ama
eu estou cantando-lhe
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
as sombras dos navios
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
não gire sua cabeça
a algum os deuses gordos
no porto de york novo
era uma beleza nos dias
são você acordado?
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
dê-me

 



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