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quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
eu prendo seu coraçăo
da cançăo e do sonho para ido sempre
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
conseqüentemente eu năo posso
com o por do sol

 



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