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há um país completamente do vinho
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
escute o mar soando
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
com alegria e maravilha
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
homem frio stern

 



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