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você diz que você me ama
uma tempestade está montando na maré
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
em sua barraca guardada

 



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