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a agonia de ter demasiado poder
quando eu retornei no por do sol
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
sumrio em uma noite do vo
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
meu filho est inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
quem ama a chuva
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os ps
noite misteriosa
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha

 



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