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a noite era preta e drear
não esteja irritado com mim
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
sob a folha dusky do laurel
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
as canções velhas
raça elevado-carregada

 



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