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o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
são você acordado?
pela ponte rude
eu gosto d
quem estará nomeando o vento
a festa real foi feita
irmão, eu sou fogo
sobre o rio beckon a mim
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
nós que estiveram
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble

 



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