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para trás, gire para trás
nós não éramos muitos
um pensamento doce solemn
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
muito bem, você liberais
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
e meu nome é truthful
não gire sua cabeça
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte

 



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