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a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
não permaneça não mais
eu tenho que dizer good-night
com alegria e maravilha
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
escuro-eyed
deixe-nos plantar
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
você diz que você me ama

 



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