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sombras voadas que varrem perto
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
o mais saddest do ano
nós não éramos muitos
era muitas e muito um ano há
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
eu amo minha vida, mas nĂŁo demasiado bem
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
simplesmente falando

 



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