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se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
eu tenho que dizer good-night
em seus regimentals ásperos
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
seu cabelo bonito
esplĂŞndido e terrĂ­vel seu amor
uma vida na onda do oceano
não gire sua cabeça
mas alas, sonhos justos
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
duas fileiras dos repolhos

 



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