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fraco-é voada a canção
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
eu estou cantando-lhe
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
nunca em toda minha vida

 



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