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eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
seu cabelo bonito
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
a escuridăo rola para cima
agora que eu lhe esfriei
eu amo minha vida, mas năo demasiado bem
a festa real foi feita

 



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