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a escuridão
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
esta é a canção da juventude
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
têm você ouvido
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless

 



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