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traga-me a canção macia
há uma hora do descanso calmo
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
escute o mar soando
diga-me não
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
para trás, gire para trás
e com o pássaro humming
eu estive

 



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