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do assoalho ao teto
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
a neve sussurra sobre mim
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
eu estou cantando-lhe
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
a luz retirada
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
a escuridão
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor

 



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