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alguns dias mais ventosos
quando você vier hoje à noite
última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
os arcos da ponte vermelha
splendor doce
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés

 



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