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abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
Ăşltima meia-noite
eu nĂŁo posso sempre sentir seu greatness
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
uma vida na onda do oceano
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma Ă© athirst
a algum os deuses gordos
passado unrelenting do thou
renove a visĂŁo do prazer
homem frio stern
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei

 



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