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eu amei uma mulher
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
do sol nem das estrelas
macia agora a luz do dia
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
são você acordado?
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia

 



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