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eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
eu disse
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
eu tive um medo em minha vida
para a verdade, para o amor
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
com alegria e maravilha

 



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