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sadly falando
eu sou o vento que wavers
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
e ainda andaram sobre
eu soube o silęncio das estrelas e do mar
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
há qualquer um lá
estourou o vinho feroz
um pássaro cantou
macia weeping
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita

 



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