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este é o arsenal
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
desolado e solitário
o que era ele os motores ditos
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
através do peito aching da terra larga
vinho velho a beber
escute o mar soando
os arcos da ponte vermelha
mas alas, sonhos justos
eu gosto d
ao amante passionate
as canções velhas
em seus regimentals ásperos

 



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