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esta é a cançăo da juventude
nobility da morte outra vez
como ela
sadly falando
ruídos que strive rasgar
as montanhas săo povos silenciosos
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
diga-me năo
todo meu amor para meu doce

 



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