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eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
eu penso d esplêndido justo
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
travails da terra
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
no porto de york novo
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade

 



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