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doubtless eu recordo ainda
nós não éramos muitos
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
noite misteriosa
nós que estiveram
eu ganhei a raça
sob a lua da colheita
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
pensamentos através de minha cabeça

 



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