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a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
se eu for muito certo
doce e forte
trançado e tecido
sadly falando
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
alguns dias mais ventosos
tempestade
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious

 



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