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eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
o corpo pode confinar
eu quero saber onde você vive
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
fraco-é voada a canção
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
este é o arsenal
não se aflija que sobre
traga-me a canção macia
um olhar é mas um raio
deve ir para trás, disse
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos

 



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