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quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
veja, eles retornam
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
do assoalho ao teto
bonito
você é bonito e desvanecido
o mais saddest do ano
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
eu estou cantando-lhe

 



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