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eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
há qualquer um lá
com alegria e maravilha
eu quero saber onde você vive
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
eu prendo seu coração
os arcos da ponte vermelha
a escuridão rola para cima
filhas do tempo
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
têm você andar visto através da vila
raça elevado-carregada

 



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