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eu quero saber onde você vive
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
as canções velhas
eu sou uma mulher
mundo que muda sob minha mão
com os olhos meek, marrons
nós colocamos
você diz que você me ama
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
e nse
cai aqui nenhuma luz
eu não pray para a paz

 



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