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qual se mantem
como águias na elevaçăo ascendente
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
mulher boa
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
eu sou o vento que wavers
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
na esfera
eu năo posso sempre sentir seu greatness

 



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