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quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
conseqüentemente eu não posso
levantado dos mortos
um pássaro cantou
a fragrância veio
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo

 



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