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uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
traga-me a canção macia
eu gosto d
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
não seja falso
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
para a verdade, para o amor

 



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