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rode-me para baixo pelo prado
e pão do breaketh mais
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
veja, eles retornam
as canções velhas
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
estourou o vinho feroz
em números mournful
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
eu tive um medo em minha vida
nós colocamos
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
escute

 



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