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eu sou o vento que wavers
estes sejam
pĂ´de tĂŞ-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
nobility da morte outra vez
pela ponte rude
dentro de minha mĂŁo eu prendo
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
vocĂŞ Ă© bonito e desvanecido
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
teria mesmo seu gracejo
vontade vocĂŞ glimmer no mar?
um pĂŞssego pequeno no pomar cresceu

 



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