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por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
duas fileiras dos repolhos
ruídos que strive rasgar

 



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