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têm você não ouvido
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
você ouve a chuva?
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
eu sou fevered
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
quando você vier hoje à noite
eu sei o que você está indo dizer

 



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