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você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
deus
na terra silenciosa
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
deixe-me ser sad
eu sei não onde
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
eu vi-o uma vez antes

 



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