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deixe-me ser sad
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
pela ponte rude
eu estou morrendo
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingĂĽeta
eu vi a primeira pera
esta é a canção da juventude
uma tempestade está montando na maré
eu nĂŁo pray para a paz
nenhuma rapina Ă© mim de pensamentos pobres
quando vocĂŞ vier hoje Ă  noite
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
caras bonitas, tragical

 



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