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eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
conseqüentemente eu não posso
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
no porto de york novo
através do peito aching da terra larga
diz de épocas velhas boas
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
você é bonito e desvanecido
não se aflija que sobre
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
ido antes de nós

 



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