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travails da terra
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
escute
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
pela costa, pelo mar
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
porque assim sad meu encantador?
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
eu detestei-o

 



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