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eu năo posso sempre sentir seu greatness
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
mulher boa
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
nobility da morte outra vez
eu vi-o uma vez antes
eu penso d esplęndido justo
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
onde deva mim encontre-o
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim

 



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