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meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens
não permaneça não mais
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
diz de épocas velhas boas
raça elevado-carregada
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes

 



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