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você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
há qualquer um lá
você diz que você me ama
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
apenas agora

 



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