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frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
antes do saint de bronze solemn
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
os céus que eram ashen e sober
poderíamos nós mas para saber
como águias na elevação ascendente
conseqüentemente eu não posso
diz de épocas velhas boas

 



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