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babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
quem estará nomeando o vento
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
deixe um sustento da alegria você
alguns dias mais ventosos
como ela
o alvorecer era verde maçã
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré

 



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