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em seus regimentals ásperos
veja, eles retornam
lá pela janela na casa velha
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
e assim vai
há um país completamente do vinho
os dias melancólicos vieram

 



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