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para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
as montanhas sĂŁo povos silenciosos
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
vocĂŞ diz que vocĂŞ me ama
sol e vento e batida do mar
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
a noite Ă© escura, e os ventos do inverno

 



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