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as verdades terríveis estes sejam
quem é o corredor nos céus
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
quem estará nomeando o vento
e ainda andaram sobre
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
em setembro
há um país completamente do vinho
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
sobre o rio beckon a mim
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
o céu

 



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