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nós que estiveram
acima de e para baixo vai
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
agora que eu lhe esfriei
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
três anos há hoje
cidade que não é uma cidade
têm você não ouvido

 



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