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com alegria e maravilha
sad são que sabem não o amor
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
última meia-noite
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
três anos há hoje
perguntam-me onde eu estive
eu estou cantando-lhe
uma vez este turf macio


 



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