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como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
vivido pelo river-side
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
eu prendo seu coração
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
eu sou uma mulher
ao amante passionate
ao lado de um campo stricken
a fragrância veio
tempestade
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
o mais saddest do ano
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
deixe um sustento da alegria você

 



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