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eu gosto d
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
no porto de york novo
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
as sombras dos navios
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
escute
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
os dias hypocritic
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
as canções antigas

 



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