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eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
muito bem, você liberais
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
são você acordado?
eu prendo seu coração
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
se ele
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
eu tive um medo em minha vida
para trás, gire para trás

 



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