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nossos momentos agradáveis voam
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
o alvorecer era verde maçã
quem ama a chuva
uma vida na onda do oceano
eu vou minha maneira complacently
macio como a cama na terra
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
o ar é como uma borboleta
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness

 



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