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vinho velho a beber
para a verdade, para o amor
o céu
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
ao lado de um campo stricken
quando você vier hoje à noite
em sua barraca guardada
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
veja o tentative
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
em seu vôo

 



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