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os navios estăo encontrando-se na baía
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
como um homem despido mim vai
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
pela ponte rude
vinho velho a beber
agora quando meus bordos viverem
nos salőes do sono vocę vagueou perto
no recolhimento da escuridăo e pedem
eu vi a primeira pera
com alegria e maravilha

 



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