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tempestade
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
os céus que eram ashen e sober
têm você ouvido
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
fraco-é voada a canção
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
vinho velho a beber
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina

 



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