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eu quero saber onde você vive
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
na meia-noite
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
melhore do que o granito
vivido pelo river-side
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
trançado e tecido
lá pela janela na casa velha
eu tive um medo em minha vida
quem é o corredor nos céus
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso

 



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