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quando eu era quebrou em Londres
eu estive
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
filhas do tempo
o sol está acima
esta é a canção da juventude
aflija-se não para o invisível
há qualquer um lá
lá pela janela na casa velha
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela

 



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