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com os olhos meek, marrons
e enquanto nĂłs andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
o corpo pode confinar
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
Ăşltima noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
vocĂŞ Ă© bonito e desvanecido

 



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