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esta é a canção da juventude
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
este é o navio da pérola
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
macia agora a luz do dia
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
splendor doce
eu resido na montanha da tabela


 



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