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eu ouvi-os na noite
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
vinho velho a beber
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
melhore do que o granito
na meia-noite
carrinho aqui por meu lado
um pássaro cantou

 



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