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eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
completamente dos rasgos
fora do mar sparkling
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
seu cabelo bonito
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
perguntam-me onde eu estive
têm você andar visto através da vila
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta

 



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