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da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
na meia-noite
como um homem despido mim vai
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
sadly falando
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
é frequentemente não assim?
o que nós fará agora
eu detestei-o
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno

 



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