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estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
eu tenho que dizer good-night
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
ao lado de um campo stricken
há qualquer um lá
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada

 



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