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ido antes de nós
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
material da lua
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
diga-me

 



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