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sol e vento e batida do mar
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
eu ganhei a raça
eu vi-o uma vez antes
as sombras dos navios
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
o céu
não gire sua cabeça
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio

 



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