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tiveram e i mas encontrado com
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
sumário em uma noite do vôo
um olhar é mas um raio
de nossos lugares escondidos
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
poderíamos nós mas para saber
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
têm você andar visto através da vila
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim

 



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