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completamente dos rasgos
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
quando vocę vier hoje ŕ noite
alguns dos hurts que vocę se curou
sol e vento e batida do mar
deixe-nos plantar
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
o alvorecer era verde maçă
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias

 



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