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nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
a noite era preta e drear
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
eu quero saber onde você vive
o que mim lhe devem
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
eu prendo seu coração
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
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