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eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
escuro-eyed
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
não do mundo largo do todo
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
você é meu companheiro
em seu vôo
levantado dos mortos
não esteja irritado com mim
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious

 



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