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a noite era preta e drear
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu prendo seu coração
do assoalho ao teto
irmão, eu sou fogo
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
apenas agora
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
escute o mar soando
um olhar é mas um raio
eu ouvi-os na noite

 



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