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eu amo minha vida, mas năo demasiado bem
sombras voadas que varrem perto
porque entăo, a obrigaçăo nós vę?
eu disse, mim fechei meu coraçăo
o prado estava rastejando
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
filhas do tempo
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
como deva mim ajude ŕ direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente

 



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