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em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
sobre o rio, no monte
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
acima de e para baixo vai
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
você recorda
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés

 



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