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como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
moonlight profundo e macio
sobre o rio beckon a mim
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
há qualquer um lá
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
o que era ele os motores ditos
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza

 



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