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havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
carrinho aqui por meu lado
cante-o outra vez ŕ cançăo cantado
na meia-noite
o doce com fern e levantou-se
no porto de york novo
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
sadly falando
a mulher faltou-me muito, como vocę se chama me, chamada
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
era muitas e muito um ano há

 



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