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nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
todos tragam os anos
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
traga-me a cançăo macia
até sua janela da câmara
sumário em uma noite do vôo
filhas do tempo
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
sad săo que sabem năo o amor
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless

 



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