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há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma măo
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
como nivelar cai
eu ouvi-os na noite
quando eu for para trás ligar ŕ terra
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
nós colocamos

 



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