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se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
sad são que sabem não o amor
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
agora quando meus bordos viverem
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
melhore do que o granito
o doce com fern e levantou-se
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
perguntam-me onde eu estive
deixe um sustento da alegria você

 



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