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eu estou morrendo
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
uma tempestade está montando na maré
caído assim
sobre o rio beckon a mim
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
todo meu amor para meu doce
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
diz de épocas velhas boas
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
e ainda andaram sobre
dê-me a fome
para trás, gire para trás

 



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