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f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
eighty anos passaram, e mais
as canções antigas
eu sou o vento que wavers
todo meu amor para meu doce
as montanhas sĂŁo povos silenciosos
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
mas eu nĂŁo posso lĂŞ-lo agora
eu sou fevered
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
nobility da morte outra vez

 



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