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babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
eu vi-o uma vez antes
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
no porto de york novo
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
o doce com fern e levantou-se
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
você diz que você me ama
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas

 



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