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sympathy poem

as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
traga-me a canção macia
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
paredes e enorme elevados
na meia-noite
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
qual eu desejo observar
eu penso d esplêndido justo
têm você andar visto através da vila
sol e vento e batida do mar
as sombras dos navios
nunca em toda minha vida
eu não queimo nenhum incense

 



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