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irmão, eu sou fogo
sol e vento e batida do mar
era uma oysterman novo alto
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
carrinho aqui por meu lado
não esteja irritado com mim
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
deve ir para trás, disse
disse
esta é a canção da juventude
e assim vai

 



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