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o oeste velho, o tempo velho
doce e forte
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
olhar além
mundo que muda sob minha mão
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
eu penso d esplêndido justo
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
veja, desta moeda falsa dele

 



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