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eu fui acima e trago as ruas
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
pela costa, pelo mar
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
a festa real foi feita
com alegria e maravilha
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
nĂŁo seja falso
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razĂŁo

 



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