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é ido
eu sou fevered
o prado estava rastejando
como nivelar cai
vinho velho a beber
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful

 



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